What Sheila said, Jill. And I like the song allusions (& quote, how you break that one up), which is one way to hear ‘hopeless’ there.
also, ‘no one excavates’: yes.
roads, that pavement hurting bones, & on from there…
Thanks
Doug
> On Oct 11, 2017, at 12:02 AM, Jill Jones <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> Suffer Like Sixties Guitars
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> My hopeless are sometimes
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> here with dark dogs
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> and the clouds
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> fall all over the trees
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> as I admit how roads
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> hurt these bones
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>
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> All the new arrivals
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> seem hopeful
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> the storm like a sermon from
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> a discarded lover
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> an old god
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> sounding like sixties guitars
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> no-one excavates
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> except in dreams
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> 'I don’t know why I love you
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> like I do but
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> I do'
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>
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> And this notches on
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> the dead of night
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> but the night’s not dead
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> it’s sporting with
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> whatever lives and dies
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> and the trickle treats you
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> with salivation
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> Who suffers moons and stars
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> They still won’t let us be
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> ________________________
> Jill Jones
> www.jilljones.com.au
>
> Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
> http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
>
>
Douglas Barbour
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