It Begins
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
695
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
What it was really like
Some beatnick I turned out to be.
I cant even keep my hair long and unkempt.(snickers at his own fashion conformity idea.)
Fess up
Face it
I\'ve misplaced it
Aha, but did I ever even have it?
Or am I just a pretender to the throne?
Because the fact of the matter is that Mexico City
Blues still makes me
Confused
And movies like Fear and Loathing make my head
hurt unless I\'m so messed up that all I can do is
trip and laugh at it.
I wanna live like the Lizard King creator.
To know, open and trip through the door
To the other conciousness
Diverted reality.
Morrison was/is god
Billy is the son
Kurt was the prophet
And I\'m the faithful follower of the
Bible music
Saints and apostles abound everywhere
Everywhere someone writes something plays something
or sings something that causes you to meld with
The
Trumpet\'s
Rolling
Rocking
Thumping
and Frolicking
Solo
They become a prophet, a teacher, and and
Apostle.
And you become a follower.
A fisher of souls and psyches
And a cleaner of visions.
I cant even keep my hair long and unkempt.(snickers at his own fashion conformity idea.)
Fess up
Face it
I\'ve misplaced it
Aha, but did I ever even have it?
Or am I just a pretender to the throne?
Because the fact of the matter is that Mexico City
Blues still makes me
Confused
And movies like Fear and Loathing make my head
hurt unless I\'m so messed up that all I can do is
trip and laugh at it.
I wanna live like the Lizard King creator.
To know, open and trip through the door
To the other conciousness
Diverted reality.
Morrison was/is god
Billy is the son
Kurt was the prophet
And I\'m the faithful follower of the
Bible music
Saints and apostles abound everywhere
Everywhere someone writes something plays something
or sings something that causes you to meld with
The
Trumpet\'s
Rolling
Rocking
Thumping
and Frolicking
Solo
They become a prophet, a teacher, and and
Apostle.
And you become a follower.
A fisher of souls and psyches
And a cleaner of visions.