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Downtown Alley Blues
by Jaimey Perham

Friday, June 01, 2012
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The last hours of a man's life...

Downtown Alley Blues

© Jaimey Perham 06/01/2012


My woman leaves me for a rich man with a golden tooth

I walk down the alley past the rowdy ones drinking 100% proof

The downtown bar is overflowing with dresses and suits

Inside the patrons are dirty dancing under the mirror roof

I have the downtown alley blues and I am stuck in a telephone booth


I smell the roasted nuts and crispy pretzels in the city tonight

The film cinema is showing a romance picture and the line is tight

I find a muscle man and get in a bloody death fight

Just for looking at his girl with all my might

I have the downtown alley blues in the dark with no light


The church is empty and the priest is with his bible all alone

I wear a silver cross, and think about Christ as I enter his zone

The diner down the block is crowded with strangers not home

The waitress is pregnant, and the owner is crooked to the bone

I have the downtown alley blues on the narrow street I like to roam

I enter the small city cemetery and visit the grave of my first wife

She died in a car hit by a drunk driver in a truck who carried a knife

I place a white rose on the grass and dirt and remembered her life

Down the gravel path I see a child with his mother and a flag in sight

I have the downtown alley blues as the grandfather clock hits midnight


Pass the pimps & prostitutes I stop in the Mexican market corner store

I buy non-alcohol chocolate milk in a bottle and two loosies not more

The fat foreign cigar smoking man with the gang tattoo yawns with bore

I leave & see a skinny hairless black cat with green eyes on the floor

I have the downtown alley blues as I take in the landscape urban noir


Musical Percussion plastic bucket sounds echoes off building bricks

In the city square the neon lights are bright & hot summer air thick

I grab a slice of pepperoni pizza from the Italian who looks very sick

I watch a yellow taxi cab pull over for a business man drone prick

I have the downtown alley blues that make me shake, quiver and tick


Half-naked runway model runs out of hotel followed by strange man

High school kid buys bag of dope from drug dealer with the fake tan

Homeless people sleep on the concrete side walk next to empty pans

Hippies hang outside the theater waiting for the ageless jam band  

I have the downtown alley blues & think I am only one across the land


I start to feel a pain in my heart and collapse to the ground

The ambulance arrives & the paramedic looks for the vein & it is found

The city hospital is crowded with angry patients in cheap cotton gowns

I am stretched out on the stiff gurney & prepped for the surgeon crown

I have the downtown alley blues & my screams are heard town to town


I die on the operating table and my soul leaves my dead body host

I finally become free from my prison of a mind and head to the coast

I sail next to the ships on the water with the different flag posts

I fire through the sky & head to the edge of the Universe that is most

I still have the downtown alley blues, but now I am a spirit ghost





































































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