i was far too kind,
i was far too blind,
insignificant in your eyes,
and it didn't register at all
in my mind.

you're so pretentious and cold,
you think that you're so deep.
you say that i sold you out,
& that i'm just a brainwashed
sheep.

you're only compassionate
when it's convenient for you,
if anyone knows that, it's me.
just a selfish *****, a low life ****,
with a **** personality,
no integrity, or originality.


you will never be kurt cobain,
or layne staley..., sorry to crush your dreams....
but you're just another clone,
in a flannel jacket,  and ripped jeans...

you rant on and on
about what's right and wrong,
please give me a break,
and no, you're not edgar allen poe...
you're just a ******, with an over inflated ego...
you're so low, and fake.

It was quite evident as a teenager , drawing Boston's guitar shaped space ship on the back of an English book , playing the opening riff to Smoke on the Water with a broomstick
Hiding in the closet , listening to Kiss's first album , singing in front of the mirror to REO Speedwagon
Bad Company on the eight track in my '63 Ford Falcon , taking a Guess Who album to show and tell in Kindergarten
Reciting every lyric on Three Dog Night albums , Foreigner turned up so loud that the windows would ratttle !
Learning Free songs note by note on the guitar , playing Born to be Wild like I was on a World Tour
My heroes are Page , Scholz , Perry and Geddy Lee ! Soundgarden , Alice in Chains , Mott the Hoople and Queen
Jimi Hendrix bringing his Strat to life , Eddie's blistering fretwork !
Crosby , Stills and Nash , three part Angelic vocal harmonies , Ronnie James Dio wailing like a banshee !
A Gibson through a Marshall , A Fender through a Vox , a Tele through a Peavey , a Rickenbacker through an Orange !
Jim Morrison turning poetry into song , Elton John baring his soul through the piano
Eddie Vedder in a trance on stage , Anne Wilson crying out in pain  , Layne Staley raising the hairs on the back of your neck , the reassuring voices of McCartney and Lennon , every musical note committed to paper by George Harrison
Chris Cornell screaming into the night , the aura of Robert Plant onstage
the sweet guitar work of Eric Clapton , heart wrenching soul of Janis Joplin
The wailing guitar of Robin Trower , the blues power of Rory Gallagher
Siren song of Annie Lennox to the infectious , brilliant lyrics of Tom Petty

These are words you said you never wanted to say
Now Wood Would? Would he pity you?
You showed us the sun turn black and you broke from the rusty cage,
Now you're giving the Jesus Christ Pose.
You took the needle to heart- as in right to the vein.
You, Cobain, Staley, Wood, Weiland...all went the same.

Your voice bounces off the walls, star gazer follows suits.
Followed in the footsteps of dead young men too talented to explain.
Drugs and self expression mixed together with fame,
Tragic life end, it's all the same.

We say hello to heaven,
traveling on that interstate while our favorite love song plays.

And all the words left behind, more left unsaid.
The pain of your loved ones and ones you left behind cuts deep and runs long.

Was it worth it?
Could you not break the bonds that held you?
Was chasing the dragon too strong?

Still waters run deep on the river of deceit.
Mad Season like a flu, it ran through us wild
and now you this wilting garden has got me reeling.

If I have a daughter her name is Chloe.
And I'll wear the crown of thrones for her.

So you came as you were, you showed up and lights out!
You were entertainers who entertained.

Burned fast and hot, died too young, same tragic story.

Stanley Park in winter
Frozen lake awake

Staley Park in spring
Tea in that thing

Drive back to Seattle
On to Portland too

Then sweet San Francisco
Named for you know who

O Poverello! May I be true.

2:22, palindromic
Staley Yelnats in my mind

I wish that I was not death phobic
I hope you treat me knid

Enceladus might have life
We may not be alone

My children sleep; my brothers too
Poems on my cell phone

                   Phone home?