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It wasn’t always this way She was lovely once… A beauty to make a brothers Chest ache… And Breath come short... Before Too many dreams deferred Deadened a too free spirit Too many pains Damaged a too big heart Too many losses and not enough gains Too much liver killing corn whiskey And soul stealing violent man Made it now easy For her to enfold herself In the tragedy of the day Anguished runny jaundiced eyes Sunken under fake lashes that Look too heavy for the job Her late idea of beautification Trying to work with what shes got Only to accentuate the misery In the much worn brown face where Cheap foundation Does a backwards slide Into tale-telling lines that Scream louder a narrative Of brokenness And she sits… alone Always On that stool In a dark and dingy Numbing place Leaned on one elbow Slightly to the left Blond wig perched on her head Like a church lady’s pillbox hat Only this ain’t no church And she ain’t no lady Not no more… But it wasn’t always this way She was lovely once...
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 9:53 PM UTC
Blues For Juke Joint Julia
It wasn’t always this way She was lovely once… A beauty to make a brothers Chest ache… And Breath come short... Before Too many dreams deferred Deadened a too free spirit Too many pains Damaged a too big heart Too many losses and not enough gains Too much liver killing corn whiskey And soul stealing violent man Made it now easy For her to enfold herself In the tragedy of the day Anguished runny jaundiced eyes Sunken under fake lashes that Look too heavy for the job Her late idea of beautification Trying to work with what shes got Only to accentuate the misery In the much worn brown face where Cheap foundation Does a backwards slide Into tale-telling lines that Scream louder a narrative Of brokenness And she sits… alone Always On that stool In a dark and dingy Numbing place Leaned on one elbow Slightly to the left Blond wig perched on her head Like a church lady’s pillbox hat Only this ain’t no church And she ain’t no lady Not no more… But it wasn’t always this way She was lovely once...
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 9:53 PM UTC
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