Spinning Dylan Poem by moon dust
Spinning Dylan
Bob Dylan softly rocks me
With tales of others woe
Drinking rasberry kool aide
Bare feet, the days moving sorta slow
Floats me away to another time
When I was ageless
And Dylan spun on my mommas stereo
Not mine
And I was feeling the pulsing hot beats of summertime.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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