Suitcase and Guitar

Stagger on oh lonely soul
Compelled to play with broken hearts
Every line you put to song
Piercing through…
Your words are darts.

Carelessly you didn’t see
She fell for you amazingly.
Seated solos… cigarettes
Playing verse in tempo’d rounds
Smoky 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