She

By Bruce Clifford 

She took her top down

Fancy car

She didn’t want me around

I wasn’t a rock n roll star

She took a free ride

Soon he died

Worlds and spirits collide 

She didn’t cry

I left home early

Could have been home late

She said take care at a quarter to eight

The festival was angry

The panic was setting in

The universe of masters

Never knowing where to begin 

She took her top down

In front of the bar

She didn’t notice me

I wasn’t a rising star

She took a free ride

Soon he died

Empty hearts and minds collide

They went for a ride

I left home early

Could have been home late

She said take care at a quarter to eight

The festival was angry

The panic was setting in

The universe of masters

Never knowing where to begin 

©2/8/15: Bruce Clifford

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