12 bar

Remove me from this world, 12 bar.

Make me Blue and Black without a bruise.

Smother all things up, a blue like this one.

Under the Sky so rich with you– Night or Day, a smothering, in beautiful suffocation.

The elegance of Death's demeanour. As all's a blur for just a while.

But I'll ask again, to sink once more,

in Blue slumber.