First Of 2021 (just a brainstorm mind you)

Fresh tracks on familiar ground

Brand new words spoken

With a similar sound

Love and warm vibrations

Suppressed snarls accompany

Sudden released sensations

Placed bets and lost wages

Forsaken fortunes

Spent emotions and bankrupt stages

Lazy cop-out

Three-line rhymes

Can’t learn guitar

So just stroke wind chimes

Stop pretending

You deserve respect

While bullshit is your only

Real dialect

---TB

Saturday 1/9/2021 1:15 a.m.

New York City

(nothing to be proud of but at least I wrote something...)