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Road Song

 

Seger and the poets make romance and lyric references

to the song of the road.

 

They lie big generous loving lies.

 

The road sings a song that is hard and screams in your ears,

a banshee drumming on delicate bits and pieces inside your head.

The road whistles, howls and roars

enough to make your ears bleed like

a lover’s scratch worth the pain.

 

The song can hurt, diminish and delete.

 

The real road song echoes in your head

at night or

in the quiet places

taunting, ringing, ever present

a noisy tattoo on your senses

never gone, always singing.

 

God, what a ugly wonderful sound.

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About Brent Crash Allen

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