stormy weather
when my blue moon
turns to gold again
gonna hit the highway
baby don’t you cry
somebody else
is taking my place
he wears a pair
of silver wings
.
Day 69 of 100 of an onerous challenge that combines my love for music and my desire that some day I will write yet again. The poem above is a collage of song titles that topped the charts throughout the year 1942. My complicated yet simple goal is to create one “collage poem” every day for 100 consecutive days. Slowly getting there…

Dude, you are killing it. Tomorrow you’re gonna be 70% that’s fucking cool. 🙂
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Fuck yeah! So close! 😜
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