Fair Gone
again long,
Dance no more,
Too far gone, too fair gain,
In lust or love
none so.
Crested on
whatever that means?
Up
Down I see no more.
I used to hate the
crows,
but the omens are real now.
Couldn’t Shakespeare read
his writing?
Back to basics,
am I right?
No Good LSD in Sacramento,
we call it Sactown.
We hate art that isn’t right,
thats
right.
Nothing but a bunch
of goddamn reactionaries in this world,
but hark for not
is that but the
hope of our youth.
once again.
Fads are flops but
get the movies made,
money is never the
bottom line.
Spew a few words
on a page,
date it, sell it
make em proud,
how many times,
mannish boy,
feeling good.
Good to be back
after never having
been gone.
What was there for
you to cry about?
I forgot, finally
see me smile,
I finally smile.
6/7/12
