The Poet

Me right now.

Alone at a blank computer screen; my pal
been one since 2013
I listen to 'The Real Folk Blues'
and I reflect on things

It's all been poking fun with these people,
these 'friends,' since some years back
But the more I am alone
the more I reflect...
the more I realize,
"screw it."

Man, there's just something about a rainy night
during the Spring in the city
It gets my blood pumping
and the jazz swings on
Man, I just love being at peace
I love reflecting in my lonesome
because I get to think of the world this way
and the jazz swings on-

Music encapsulated my thoughts
and it made me realize these people I love
these strangers as better known as friends
they're pretty fake,
pretty hypocritical their selves
but what am I?
Definitely not better

Man, the rainy nights when you're alone;
when jazz is playing, when candles flicker
when the poetry flows from the fingertips
all in your lonesome;
there's no better feeling in the world.
And the jazz swings on-

(by Jake Brunton a.k.a SenpaiJake)