Anyone heard from Chico,
anybody know what’s going on?
Lost my love in a bay town
burning wildly.
Anybody there in Chico,
anyone left on the ground?
Toy wagon alone on a dirt road
charred into stone.
No one you know still in Chico,
nobody save you and me.
Tendrils of smoke like spirit wisps
rise into sky.
Chagall 2018
Alphabet City 
What a sad piece.
Apocalyptic feel for me.
Like Bob Dylan after the End Times….
Well done.
Thank you, JP, though significantly insignificant vis-a-vis Dylan’s end-times tome of tunes. Mine is an hor d’oeuvre at best. —CC
Ah but still, the flavor is definitely there.
Appreciated. —CC