All poets gather at their
graveside
For this dirge will preside:
“Ring-a-round the
rosie,
A pocket full of
posies,”
Jimi’s Experience echoes
From beyond “Purple
Haze”
Janis bellows Bobby
McGee
Pearl finds “Cheap
Thrills” in a daze
King Lizard sways thru
the Doors
Stumbling through “People
Are Strange” phase
Kurt on “Lithium”
Cryin’ “...not gonna
crack” craze
Like a flower - fleeting perfection
Like hot fire – flames
in perdition.
“Ashes! Ashes!
- all fall down”
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