no guitar solos please
slap my jaw
slap my jaw
with bass and tambourine
deal medicine in sing-song,
with a sneer, man.
in Brogue,
brother,
cause the ocean is cold
Chrysler Building
cold. ribs
are blue under rust
nestled
just so between vice
grip thighs. 1928
in black and white
fire glows orange on rivets
at quitting time
men
fling them
like Sunday ball.
today
you manage to say
I Believe
I Can Fly!
11 times in
21 seconds
it takes
to fall
3000 feet
from the penthouse
suite/Burj Khalifa
Bowie jumped
arms outstretched,
from a tower of stacked speakers.
fell to earth on
his ankle.
his face,
Axl Rose
rearranged for him
much later.
the effect of
causes dated many millennia
before woodcuts of stricken
children littered
Teutonic forests.
before lisa lisa & the cult jam.
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