Tag Archives: DB Cox

repetition of a blue bass line

take me to a place where midnight accumulates don’t want to see the sun anymore put me on a train with no windows where nighttime lasts forever and a speed-mad engineer with a mechanical heart highballs a coal-black engine through … Continue reading

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fault lines

most nights he slept in the silent space between freights that passed overhead like a moving storm rocking concrete pillars planted along hidden fault lines under the eight-mile bridge where gods spoke through broken wine bottles & drunken-tongued stumblebums coughed … Continue reading

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