It’s Raining Dust Candy At Night In The Middle Of A Bar In Barstow While Out In Moscow A Historic Ballad Is Being Written (Did I Say It Was The Winter Of 1971 Or 1972?)

In the middle of a bar at night I’m out watching the Chicago Bulls it’s the middle of the first quarter and everybody’s standing.

Now it’s half time and I’m jamming and kling-klanging

Where I was not too long ago was in Barstow in the rain.

To poem, "No It Wasn't"

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