time is all he has how little no one knows the end is near of that he is reminded daily he sings the blues for anyone who’ll listen imagining scenarios where he’s in love and life is sweet hallucinations swirl inside his head as pain killers of every color take effect between imaginary and surreal life floats unfettered the blues his only lover he sings as best as loud he can meandering the path alone down towards the great unknown countless hours down the hourglass he ponders the many questions deep those of life and death but mostly about meaning tears in the night strumming his old guitar the flow of memories streaming bound to leave no stone unturned Read on air by invitation ~ July 28, 2021 'WORDS & MUSIC" AP: 2nd place 2022 Originally posted on July 28, 2021