the blues have been gentrified
I know you’ve seen it, oldboys noodling on their guitar
at the local microbreweries Saturday afternoon
blues are universal, struggle is universal
nobody owns that, our poison culture creates it
constantly endlessly relentlessly
but goddammit please be real
about it
anyways
Sunday afternoon rainy and dreary
and life remains life remains real
a struggle, oftentimes poisoned
but still beautiful as fuck
always potentially beautiful
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