The man bent over his guitar,
A shearsman of sorts.
The day was green.
They said, "You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are."
The man replied, "Things as they are
Are changed upon the blue guitar."

Wallace Stevens, "The Man with the Blue Guitar"

I always wanted to get an old junker, paint it cobalt blue, and recite that whole poem to a background of C#m13 arpeggios. But I'm too busy walking my dogs.

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