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Billie MAG
March 6, 2011
That night, when you left?
I went home and pulled out one of my mother's old vinyls.
It was a little scratchy, but I played it,
as the world spun slowly, in the dark.
I grew old and wise lying there.
I was a lady who knew the blues.
That night?
I was Billie Holiday,
faraway eyes and dying lilies,
bathed in the warmth of wonder and wear in a smoky bar in New Orleans.
© Jodi H., Aberdeen, SD
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allybabyyy said...
on Aug. 27 2012 at 1:44 am
Yay first comment! I listned too a couple of Billie's song after reading this and I'm glad i did. Knowing what her voice sounds like, I can perfectly imagine lying on the floor growing old and wise like you did. Goood job!!!
