There’s a junction I don’t want to re-visit
It’s a junction that lights all that’s missing
But I think about the gospel, I think about the blues
you brought to me and I stop and rock from side to side
stomp my feet, and praise my last taste of cheap wine.
Your words created a most interesting image for me of NYC flat and the sounds of blues in the background….love how you weave together the image.
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