Once Was

they said
he once was a musician
he played his guitar
and wrote songs
love songs to be precise

I saw him roam around the park
smoke cigarettes
stare at the sky and hum
in faded ripped jeans
bare feet
knotted mousy hair

he was polite and kept to himself
never asked for money or food
I wondered what happened to him
one day
I finally went up to ask him

he told me
he once was a musician
played his guitar
and wrote songs
soggy love songs to be precise
nowadays
he still loved music
and creating songs
sad love songs to be precise
he just couldn’t make sounds again
with broken heart strings

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Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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