purple door
by coolazice
Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-08-23 03:34:00
wah, wah, wah
jimi, come get your gun, now
we have all the time in the world
play me one like the other
day
just you,
me
couple of birds
and you’ll head into the first bars of the song
crane your neck and your eyes pop out
push me into the world
with your blues
go, go
slide up and
down
that guitar all day
you’re a lucky man, jimi
you have it
it
you’ll never need anything else
you’ll be burning, burning all day
come what may
free me and you
you’ll never get this high
just us and the stars
flying by