Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Garage Band

An addict trips
on manic fits,
travels on a frantic trip.
What else did I miss?
Addictions can be somewhat bliss.
illusioned risk, here’s a musicians tip;
Play sober, get yourself out of a hole, you’re not a gopher.

Play the tunes,
sway the goons,
forget the apples,
there’s no I in tunes.

Garage band,
in the desert
mirage sand,
looking in the distance at phantom fans.  
Cry - now you’re performing teary glands,
on stage with weary hands.  
Audience peeping with leary demands,
drove all this way to boulevard Rosecrans.


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