He sits at the bar
Lamenting his fall
From grace
Scars on his mind
Support his honesty

He tells of Black Daffodil
And nights on the sunset strip
recounting in detail
The glory days

“Everyone knew my name”
He said
“ when I meant my press agent
my career went to ****”

“Curses
To all who who’ve ****** me
I may be free
But I’m living my life as
Someone’s prison *****”