11/1/16

At least Bob Calvert
Has some company now
Syd don't play no more
And Jimi only jams
With Jack Bruce

At least Bob Calvert
Has someone to trade
Couplets with
Until Moorcock hangs up his hat
And comes busking down to Tanelorn

Razorwire Days

These are sandpaper days

Scraping at my skin

These are razor rash days

These are papercut days

Small wounds accrete

Passing grievances club together

And fester, a sense of injustice

I can’t quite erase

These are camel back days

These are final straw days

Spinal contortions so long sustained

Now unravel in spray of vertebrae

Final days, days of uncoiling

These are razorwire days

These are icepick days

Silhouetted against deserts of time

These are looming days

Insignificant as they are

But fatal to me, tired as I am

By all the days before and after and this one