Walking down the sidewalk
I tripped and fell and scraped my knee
Walking in a rush the people
trampled me, human stampede.
Suppose they're not to blame,
as I was in their way.
The concrete was caked
in chewed gum and cigarettes
spit from their mouths.
An orange hand had stopped them
in their tracks just over me.
Then I saw your dad.
But he did not see me.
In his new blue suit.
And then I saw him wink
At a lady not your mom.
She was in a skirt,
looked like dessert.
She smiled back
then was on her way.
The signals changed.
She crossed the street.
My knee still hurts.
Could you spare some ice?
Sorry about your dad,
but she seemed real nice.
Walking down the sidewalk
I tripped and fell and scraped my knee.
A truly psychedelic jazz record, “Bloom Anubis” ventures out into uncharted territory, with ominous tones & sci-fi synths. Bandcamp New & Notable May 15, 2021