Roy Orbison ( 1936 – 1988 )

in dreams

Hope has deserted the streets,

and golden days have faded


Your beloved Bayou shall never see

you again and nights will only

be spent with loneliness and


Even as jukeboxes search

in vain for your 78’s,

the solace of your voice is echoing

for the last time.

(this work appeared originally in Leeds Other Paper way back in time)

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