Just like Kurt Cobain
Tasting Staley
Adjusting to Cornell

A.M. to F.M.
Splendor of unique sound
Hounds bark the tunes

CDs remind me
Creating a systematic
Shock of remorse

Where did the music go?
Under the radar
Abducted by Aliens

Little green men
Maybe women
I don't know

The current status
Of the world
Starts with a capital letter

Trombone an elastic
Centipede going into shock
Resenting divine life

Inhabiting a cult
A signal
To death worship

God's will
His' Answer
Is a sending of intervention angels

Trying to control
Will
Singular beings bent on loving Jove

The sounds
Must die
Along with a mortal melody

I'm aching to hear
Morrison
Pretty old Jim

Where did he go?
Under the ground
Circumcised in Paris

**** this life
Hate continues
To develop ploys

Designed to coax
Me into slumber
Without rifts

I dare not
Oblige
Such a dreadful request

It is ten
A hand hitting the six
And I dread the coming blues

What a horrible
Youtube playlist
Without Fire

Stuck
In an
Angry chair

Needing Layne
Confirming Jerry
Echoing the zeppelin

Angel
From down under
Contracting a disease

Without a cure
An antidote
Begging for hope

Gone upon
Crushing winds
Dooming blows

I remember
Their songs
Could them memories live again?