The Groupie

“Musicians never talk -
their fingers cannot lie -
they bow their heads and walk,
perpetually shy.

Arrangements are uptight -
you’re angry when you play -
applause fills up the night
and I am blown away.

White moon on midnight lake
and waves of radio,
a dance that I can’t fake,
I drown in afterglow."

The Groupie

Nancy Ames

Calgary, Canada

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Artist's Description

This is a lyrical little monologue from a girl who used to follow musicians (could be a song).

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