Trembling Acoustics

Tapping my left foot

to the trembling acoustic sessions

Pouring out my sliced up heart

to a blind mannequin from Florida

Ignoring the gauze wrapped tight

around my twitching fingers

Manipulating the longwinded view

of the moment she packed her

things in a thousand dollar suitcase

to leave me empty bottles and

stains on the lavender sheets

Bartender, bartender pour me a shot

please fill up my glass of half empty truths

Tell me the melody won’t stop playing

in my spinning and rambling head

Paint me a picture of a crystal clear moon

Preach to the fire hydrants

the rain will put out the crying flames

Send me photographs of the future

with a bouquet of blossoming dreams

Write me a love letter without the

scent of scotch on the envelope

Tell me the six strings will reverberate

in my sea of liquid sorrow


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