A Baby Cries

The bike broke down,

my money gone,

Beale Street calling

—Memphis in my dreams

 

The diner’s empty,

last quarter found,

the jukebox playing

—Memphis in my dreams

 

The waitress smiles,

she’s off at six,

her place a walk

—Memphis in my dreams

 

The kindness of strangers,

a baby cries,

the sun’s come up

—Memphis in my dreams

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

 

 

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