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Drifter

He stood alone beside
the flashing neon sign
that splashed beer blue
comfort across his face.

Resonant pulse of bass
behind painted windows,
shook the nicotine in his chest
and the memory of that first dance.

Thinking that she deserved
everything to end this way,
he turned and walked alone
toward the railroad depot.

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Written November 8th, 2004

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  • theprodigalsister
    January 15, 2005
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    The imagery in this piece is astounding... I was stunned. I really loved these lines: "that splashed beer blue/comfort across his face. " Although at the moment I couldn't for the life of me tell you why... They just stayed with me.


  • JerryO1
    November 12, 2004
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    Two thumbs up

    Totally love this one. This is the kind of imagery I love. Would make a great americana lyric. This one inspires me to bust out my bottleneck slide, pop a beer and make some music down here in Tennessee.