Good morning blues—how do you do?
(Blues don’t answer)
He’s busy stealing church wine
From the chalice of tears and hope
But once, early
Huddie Ledbetter saw him
Creep into bread
And Uncle History has seen him too
Blues touching the sleeves
Of Emily’s dress
Tapping the cuffs
Of Hart Crane’s pants
Ding Dong
Here’s your coffin
Shall I leave it on the porch?
He’s always on the move
He got in this morning by bus—
Fresh from archetypal paradise
“I’m doin’ alright, good morning, how are you?”
Planet of the Blind 