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James Travers Blanchard
Poems
Aug 2014
Seattle
Sweltering night
New Orleans style,
an old house breathing
with
broken rafters
A three legged piano
drags itself to the edge
of reason
A dog lays down dying
inside my ribs.
The piano player
paints pictures
to walls
framed in smoke.
Smiling,
I sink into
something beyond
nothing.
He taps his feet
mine however
haven't moved
"Seattle seems
so far away" says
the woman next
to me
"I hear
it rains
a lot there"
I reply
She paints her
feet before her
toes.
I dig that
Written by
James Travers Blanchard
Lafayette, Louisiana
(Lafayette, Louisiana)
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