PRIVATE PRACTICE
I’m embarrassed now that
I hollered WHOA! so loud the other night
to tell whatever neighbor that their little dog’s
yapping was beyond.
Since, I’ve wondered what I have sounded like to them
playing my harmonica
which in March I bought late one optimistic night
from Amazon.
When Dylan plays his—sometimes on that neck holder he wears—
you stop what you’re doing.
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