the headaches are for men in white socks
ties keep hard heads full of knots
won’t quite forget what’s best forgot
their ballad blues have sudden stops
these mellow horns of ragged age
give pause enough to turn the page
in contraband denoting change
head to head the solstice same
tenor hands slow and sweet
walter staring at his feet
counting minutes of the day
swing your step to make your way
into the fastened yesterday
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