Missing hues

missing hues

Tighten the straps

plug into Marshall

get lost in the blues

missing hues.

Skim through loves

held, tasted

and wasted.

Each star above a reminder

of those who played before

my time arrived

before twilight appeared

not on a sidewalk

a fake ass star.

Yes, tug those straps tighter

jolt my soul

let sounds within be bent

while humming a tune

seeing missing hues

you.

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