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Monday, December 13, 2010

Don Quixote’s Blues

by James Babbs

where are the lights
from the windmills tonight
why can’t I see them
when I look toward the west
they were there last night
and the night before that
but now
when I look out my window
I can only see
the scattered lights
from a couple of houses and
the darkness stretching for miles
I want to know what happened to
those blinking red lights
the lights that showed me
where the windmills are
now they’re gone and
I don’t know
what the hell I can count on
I’m just too drunk and
can no longer see them
but I’ve convinced myself
they must, still, be out there
asleep in the darkness and
looming against the sky
waiting for my vision to return

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