Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends

rock star

hey baby
how could someone
who says so much
know so little
but it’s okay
i’ll call your meat
cuz you pair well with my gravy
i hope you’re somewhere
learning how to heal
no, take my water
probably not much where you’re going
she doesn’t know
her heart is just another stop
somewhere passed three stations east
my passion is frozen
oval shaped and blue
in your ice box

2 replies on “rock star”

Seb, it was inspired by a line in a blues song I love. I just had to approach it from a female perspective. “I call you peaches cuz you’re fuzzy and sweet, I call you gravy cuz you’re on my meat…

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