BARCELONA #2:
Drunks sing violent harmony, threatening fabulous destruction
on the street outside my bedroom window. I fall asleep, in love
with the melodies of their broken sculptures, ragged as
busted beer bottles, searching for a tune, come to eat the city,
a city without you & all the poorer for it, lying awake alone.
Choruses of geezers baying to get into a backroom bar,
Howlin’ Wolf singing ‘You’ll Be Mine’, Slim Harpo doing,
‘I Got Love For You If You Want It‘, shaking dust of pornbroke
guitars to the groove of a drummer with gone eyes as a skinny thing
slinks across an empty dancefloor, looking back across a shoulder.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Absence makes the heart grow stronger. Several thousand people will wrap around you later. Nothing like a good blues tune to chase away the blues and these are certainly two of the best. It too shall pass, have a cracking night. I have a certain amount of envy for those Barca folk.
Absence makes the heart grow stronger?What you tell is the greatest dirt ever-without any beauty
Absence kills slowly.That makes clear, why the king of pain set ‘his wife’ at lifelong diät.
For himself he has always an apple in pocket.
It’s an old English saying if you don’t understand it don’t comment on it. Which you clearly don’t.
Hey doll,i see you’ve had a few of this lately the human herd out of sync.
not only to be the first or loudest or both,you need too,always to have the last word.
Thanks for the quote and also the misquote. Have a nice day and all good things to you!
I;m with you Karen…absence makes the heart grow fonder in my neck of the woods,the other comments i would just ignore 🙂
❤
I’m travelling in some vehicle
I’m sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars
Until love sucks me back that way.
Joni Mitchell – Hejira
…and love sucks me back, every time