The Poet

The Poet

Saturday, May 11, 2013

A Brief History by Ron Porter ©2013

erratic beat, out of rhythm
lovesick hearts don't dance
you traded love for indulgence
I went and lived by the sea
factory work grew your money
high rise housing and cocaine
the street rose up and took me
oh but the weather was nice
i abdicated before the coup
gone like a thief in the night
good to be back home
you said home was your arms
my feet didn't fit the shoes
no need to look nothing to see
the phone calls lost their lure
you used up the fool in me

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