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Damn Right I Got The Blues

 

Damn Right I Got The Blues


(After Buddy Guy)

Damn Right I Got The Blues. Big Johnny Johnson was also known as ‘The Oil Man’. He worked hard delivering Oil during the day, showered, dressed & went onto his gigs at night.

I’ve always related to that story, coz I was more creative when I worked. Like you got to get the rhythm of the Grind in order to sing a true song. You gotta learn the voice of the people in order to find Heaven. The Immanent & the Transcendent joined.

Recently I haven’t been working & my art has disappeared up its own arse. Spending a week talking about my shame & not a brass razoo.

History keeps tickin & we all got scars.

The love of my life had big black curly hair. 11 years together. After breakup she started straightening her hair. We still talk a lot but we’re split. I thought she was me & she still is. & the rupture has cut me in 2.

I don’t know who I am. I don’t know where I’m from. I don’t know where I’m bound. Damn Right I Got The Blues.

I loved her more than myself. I raised her up as my twin. We talked deeper than anything I can write. Damn Right I Got The Blues.

She was pretty, sure, but that wasn’t it. I loved her mind & her sense of humour & many mysterious things. But the Devil got between God & Us. Damn Right I Got the Blues.

She was my sister & my brother. I sacrificed myself at her alter. She knew how to sweeten my bitterness. Damn Right I Got The Blues.

Never known another as deep & pure. She knew me better than my mother. But now we are split. No cute way around it. Damn Right I Got The Blues.

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2023.

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