how does it feel

like a rolling stone
on the radio this morning
sat in my car in the parking lot
of Taunton River Furniture
listening to the words
for once

it’s not in me anymore
to write about another person
nothing I can say I’m sure of
actually asking
how does it feel
anyway

is there a
possibility of poetry?
place for compassion?

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Highway 61 with Doc Dufour, the Dylan hour