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Honey Honey

The alley reminded me of darker days

As the cigarette embers scattered on the pavement below,

Near the downtown house in that part of the city

I used to call home.

I had re-entered the lion’s den

Where my red-head woman was with another man,

It was something I couldn’t avoid forever, but

Later would’ve been all right.

She introduced me to the outstretched hand,

As I looked at her instead and said,

“Baby, I expect nothing less from you.”

She asked about the love of my life

I said, “That wasn’t love,

And I’ve moved on with time.

That was just something to get me by while I hung around.”

Although somewhere inside me an urge re-surfaced.

I fought it. Suppressed it.

Put it back where it belonged.

Honey, honey

My days aren’t that long.

I walked to the basement,

Down the stairs,

Where the band on stage was raising hell,

With a guitar and a banjo and a woman and

Damn, how she could sing the blues.

Every man fell for that lady that night,

As she sang about that Big Man in the sky

I said, “Thanks for the show, baby.

I’ll catch you the next time around.”

Now when I walk the streets

I eye the crowd.

No familiar face stands out.

All I want is to see her one more time.

Honey, honey

No one knows what’s meant to be.

All we can do is

Keep on living.

Suave Man Blues: A Novel

Ladies and Gentlemen. The time has finally come. I just received the first proofs of my novel Suave Man Blues! Next step is ordering the bulk copies and sending them out. Thank you to all of you who have been patient and supported me as I have worked on this project. Keep an eye out for Suave Man Blues in a bookstore near you!