Boxcar Blues
John Lee, Wolf,
and Muddy knew
the rails could
set you free
Direction
but an afterthought
when tracks
forever lead
To where the music
calls your name
in box cars
down the line
With darkened Angels
heading home
deliverance
— there to find
(Kingston Mines Chicago: January, 1996)
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