out on his visits

she’s leaning in

slow gin

if you know what i mean

are you listening?

took the time

listen to Bonamassa

loved the fretwork

sounds melody

that rhythm

picked up her message

did nothing

i loved the dude

could not betray

with the wife

of another man

watched sad

as she stepped out

with the fireman

& the collector of souls

who could give nothing

having nothing within

waited for the time

to be there

pick up the pieces

put him back together

man she hated me

if i gave her good reason

in evading her traps