Days blend like frozen margaritas

One into another
None mattering
While mattering

Hours empty as carnival floats
Minutes missing memory
Seconds surprised

This life is a harmonica
Played in the dark

Trombone picked up in the afternoon

Acoustic guitar ambling towards alabaster sky

Sinatra singing to slow surrender

The momentum I had murdered by momentum

And I hurt inside
In black winter coat and dress shoes

Looking for the talent to live my life
Or just the faith to leave it alone

Bio: Radomir Vojtech Luza