Friday, August 13, 2010

It was 3a.m. when I made some noise
I beat an old trash can like a Major's drum
At the top of my voice I sung
Tom Waits, Downtown Train
Lights went on
I heard weary yells: Shut up!
When one man cried and cursed, the Louder I SANG,
the police cars screeched, the sirens screamed
They held me down, then I slipped quietly from a devious dream


Anonymous said...

Nice one SC. Tom Waits would be impressed.


Robert Lloyd said...

I really enjoy your poetry and the fact that lots of it has musical roots. Not just the poppy bubblegum music but music with soul and truth. Thanks for sharing this poem.