smoky sax
deep throatiness
singin' blackness
sighin' blue
preachin' till dawn
more than my heart
more than my mind
notes pull from within the well
a soft wail out of the depths
from beyond where I can see
of nights gone past
and days not born
a thirsty cry I never knew
overflows, spills out
come back
and find me
let me live
by Pandora
Potpourri - A Magazine of the Literary Arts
Vol. 9 No. 4 1997
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