“Have
you ever been experienced? Well, I have, let me prove it to you.”
-
Jimi Hendrix
walking
in the shadows of an all night cinema
ghost
whiskey haunts my mind
tonight
has followed today
a
day when i got a rejection email
my
publisher is printing a collection
of
love poems in a volume titled
Droplets
in the Sea of Poetry (seriously?)
and
solicited me for a poem
i
sent them the one i wrote
on
my last acid trip
“once
i had a 1,000 heads
and
they all said let’s go to bed
let’s
close our eyes let’s get some sleep
and
here we’ll lay no more to weep
can
we please rest our weary minds
forget
that the world is so unkind
forget
how they teach us to be blind
did
you hear about president ronald
he
had a friend who owned a mcdonalds
who
sold some burgers made lots of money
so
he in turn endorsed some honey
have
you seen the cat scan of his brain
doctors
say it looks like a russian terrain
said
it must have caused him lots of pain
do
you know what happened to lennon
is
he in hell or is he in heaven
and
if in hell is he doing well
does
he have old nick underneath his spell
can
you please tell me where the truth lies
here
on earth or way up in the sky
oh
won’t you tell me before i die”
hence
the rejection email
i
know, i’m an ass
but
if you don’t know that by now…
anyway,
i ran away
from
the dark streets of decay
but
now i’m back
packing
half a pack
and
a flask
hope
sandoval and the warm inventions
in
my ear
like
a willow
3
a.m. is meant for pillows
but
you know me
and
meaning
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