“#26”
So Monday's heart fell
Down blind. It's a lonely
Thing to find despair hanging.
Coming away hurting.
-for Corrine-
-K-
Four Line Blues Poems
“#34”
Rain makes for empty feelings. She's crying trouble. I'll be crying sad. Past memories won't find out.
-K-
Four Line Blues Poems
“2”
Sunday's tears blame Friday's crazy. Monday's prison tomorrow. I feel despair knowing this whiskey From town is where the Preacher been.
-K-
Four Line Blues Poems
“20”
Snowed about last Friday.Doctor bills. Whiskey letters.Put out. Feel down.Aching 'ain't satisfied' sleep.
-K-
Four Line Blues Poems
“9”
I've been down, wrong, lonesome, and empty. Aching sleep won't go away. Found time don't bottle sorrow. Feet moan, floor coming apart.
-K-
Four Line Blues Poems
“#1”
I cried a sweet lonesome letter before morning. Goodbye doctor bills. Gonna face the Deep life. Feeling sick drink trouble. An aching hearted nobody.
-K-
Four Line Blues Poems
“#23”
Sweet doctor sleep leaving.
Coming down before trying.
Aching Sunday morning sorrow.
Blue fool, nobody cried.
-K-
