Rainbow Town

Big green steamboat

With two red wheels

Casting great white wakes

In the chocolate Mississippi water.

In the distance, a brick-red city

With lights in tans and teals

And the iron evening air

Is growing blacker, hotter.

The brassy blast of cymbals

And a wailing silver sax

Play the blues for our reunion

And the clouds are stalwart brown.

I’m sitting in a steel chair

With rust like sealing wax

As a snowy egret flies into

The night in rainbow town.


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