Suitcase and Guitar / Poems / By Ray Higley Stagger on oh lonely soul Compelled to play with broken heartsEvery line you put to song Piercing through…Your words are darts.Carelessly you didn’t seeShe fell for you amazingly.Seated solos… cigarettes Playing verse in tempo’d roundsSmoky silent silhouettes.Now it’s time to move along Take the train You don’t belong. Leave them crying In your wake Tears to keep Their souls to take