Black-ass Blues

March 24, 2016 § Leave a comment

Hemingway called it the black ass, them mean ol’ black-ass blues. Ain’t no song for the  black-ass blues, so I’ve got to write it myself. If I finish getting the words down, the tune will come.

When the sun is bright,

But my soul is dark,

The sky is aching blue.

I’ve got the black-ass blues.

The black-ass blues,

Ink black thoughts.

I’m all washed up.

Ain’t no gettin’ out

Of that deep black hole.

The Black-ass blues …

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