Count me inbabysingwe’re going down down Down into red blues down wherenightmares can’t dream Pitch the canned heatkeep the beat slick licksburning throughjelly rollsriffing Tangle in my darkbabyblack cat bonedrumming skin down We rain harmonysyrupdusting your broomwash itdownsimmer down jamjamming you free Rhythm going liquidmilk spillingdownhoneygoing downblues ~Nara Malone This is my contribution to G-man’s Friday 55 and dVersePoets Meeting the Bar. I’ll confess. I tried and tried to beat this down to 55. The best I could do was 69. I tried to beat it down to jazz, but it came out blues.