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 blue harp

late night hooch bar

boozed up jam…

edgy blues cat

in a grey fedora

wrap around shades

pointy shoes

sweat soaked

lime green sharkskin suit

leans into emptiness

harp mouth blowing

raw engine steam

locomotive freight train

iron tracks

coal car slow

 

Memphis City heartbreak

haloing

Mississippi August red eye moon

 

right hand cupped

over left

over smooth rubbed steel

pressed to lips

like palming a wooden match

lit to set his mouth on fire

sending smoke rings

through the octave holes

 

rousing the dead to

shake up the dying

 

blues in blacklight

midnight spent

soulful as a migrant hooker

arched backbent on field scarred knees

cradling in her gin soaked mouth

a hard luck man

spasm wracked

lost in some demented ecstasy

before he breaks in two

 

music in each dying

the human shriek

that long train coming

rumbling over everything

 

beyond

the born again

the sanctified

the saved

 

behind God’s back

 

on its way to hell

through you.

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By NEIL BROSNAN:  blue harp