Poetry For Everyday People
Hip Diggin'
Let it slide
past your senses,
rise above
where most
are stuck,
turn on your soul,
a little three/four
time won't hurt
your four/four
routine, it will
augment your feels,
Miles home,
weekend Coltrane,
vacation Hendrix,
meditate Muddy,
breath in B.B.,
smoke Etta,
be-bop
hip
Bird
cat
moon's
kids
are
stars.
past your senses,
rise above
where most
are stuck,
turn on your soul,
a little three/four
time won't hurt
your four/four
routine, it will
augment your feels,
Miles home,
weekend Coltrane,
vacation Hendrix,
meditate Muddy,
breath in B.B.,
smoke Etta,
be-bop
hip
Bird
cat
moon's
kids
are
stars.
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