TOGETHER

by on April 12, 2018 :: 0 comments

You knew more lyrics
I more chords
We gelled
For a while.

I could sing and remember
You looked good
Let me fill in
The blanks.

We were OK
Or so we thought
A good team
For a while.

You got fed up
Playing covers
Neither of us
Could write our own.

I turned to poetry
Let dust gather
On the fretboard
You went instrumental

Writing in isolation
Recording alone
Mainly
For yourself.

Sometimes I think
We’re happier apart
But so much better
When together.

editors note:

Gotta do something. Why not together? – mh clay

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