Joseph Narusiewicz

Silver Star - 3,659 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

A Dobro At 2am - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

No one at the station except the wind
Your lights off
I walk away with my suitcase and guitar
No traffic in the snow
No trains leaving tonight
Time like a stranger without a dime
Stranded in the mirror

Can you hear that bottleneck guitar?
This town ain’t no friend
I gotta wait until the train whistle blows
Goodbye babes
Have you ever heard the blues played for real?
Open your cold heart and hear
A dobro at 2am

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, November 25, 2011

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