just a phase
it was a billy joel kind of morning
the big hand crossing over six
she’s always a woman playing on the a-side
soon to flip over to anthony’s song
in the old days you’d make a racket
demanding I clock in as the doorman
before I was good & ready
even before the first song ever ended
over time your musical tastes changed
right along with mine
lately banging our heads against the door
reluctant to find what’s on the other side
august two thousand twenty
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