I wonder as you left the bar that  was it a night of  significance?
Has the  ***** made you blind to that which lurks in shadows ?
Have the lies led you to belive in something  that is not real?

I wonder befor that pipe made contact what went through that untalented mind?
Such a silly  fool  the sound still plays in my ears like a beautiful
piece of music as you collapsed in the street.

The thud as I drove my  boots deep into your ribs.
I wonder  what thoughts escaped  that now cracked skull.
Make me laugh now funny man!

The past has a funny way of creeping up on us.
No soil.  
No grave.  
I left you broken like a bottle to be
swept into the gutter  wuth the rest of the
trash were were you belong.

RIP  Gonzo