maandag 28 maart 2011

Friend

Such a hole
and what a gap
into my soul
what fucking crap
since you bowed out
since you turned
your heart about
and I'm burned

       friend
       it's the end
       friend
       'round the bend

Such a feeling
of total loss
I am reeling
under the cross
of emptiness
no more sharing
no readiness
no more daring

    refr.

So many years
so much laughter
all so clear
what comes after
joint inspiriration
rivers of beer
joint dissipation
no longer here

    refr.

may you prosper
may you thrive
tho' you lost her
on that drive
of mindless passion
to be free
after a fashion
out of your tree

    refr.



1981.

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