#janis
Um disco diz:
Cantou
dançou
bebeu
amou.
Viveu, viveu
cantou, cantou
acabou-se
Morreu. Morreu (?)
(Quantas vezes viveu Janis?)
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 8:39 AM UTC
this lyric licks your face,
leaving you-salty-caramel
smiling, while listening to Janis, singing
”(You Don’t know What It Is Like) to Love Somebody”
no babe,
nothing lasts,
not you, not love,
not me,
no matter how hard you
rhyme, theorize,
forget and memorize,
life’s only constant is
constantly refreshing all,
endlessly remembering
and forgetting how to
hold on to a heart, to love...
sometime a breeze, usually a hurricane,
comes along, prying your hands
off what you got, or,
prying your eyes away
onto something new, cause
that’s just the way it is
with human foolishness,
you gotta
“to walk, talk,
rhyme and theorize,
forget and memorize,
always refreshing,
knowing that
nothing lasts”
until it maybe does...
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“To walk, talk, rhyme and theorize, to forget and memorize, always refreshing, knowing nothing lasts, except things that last forever, last never, poems and decisions needing completion, choices, reordering songs loved best, replete all sorrowed pains, uplifting prayers, hallelujah hymns, last rites....”^
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Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 11:36 AM UTC
Spritely lights
the
youth has risen
groovy nights without prisons
gypsy dances
with
freelancers
peace tattoos
from
freedoms flock
long live
Jimi and Janice
69
Woodstock
❤
Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 8:11 AM UTC
Your childhood home is up for sale, but no one wants to remember why you left.
Your face is used for tourist advertisements on the billboards next to the others that say,
"Are you going to Heaven or Hell? Call now.”
All the men that loved you, and the women that no one knew
about- are they with you now?
Is the Mercedes Benz
all the luxury that the Neches
never provided?
The only voice that ever
bellowed out from
the belly of that forsaken water,
(from boredom, for freedom)
did not die from an overdose.
She perished when they
condemned her
the moment
she began to sing
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 9:05 PM UTC
To my bloomed beauty,
oh my flower in the sun,
you were my Janis.
© Matthew Harlovic
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 7:07 PM UTC
I've traded all my tomorrow's, the devil can dance to the rhythm of my symphony of my future
I didn't buy any yesterday's I bought a moment of sound
I bought the cold from the speaker, that hits in my neck and races down my arm.
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
She was the gypsy Queen Of Texas
In the day when what you saw
Wasn't quite what you were expecting to see.
No time to compromise, lookin' like a Bird-of-Paradise -
A blinding sight to be seen.
Making me wonder just how? or why?
Whatever got into this girl, it had to be right
Into California she was taken high
And to the lights
So bright
And so high
Oh scream baby scream
Such a sight to be seen
Bust me a note
Blues vibe running deep
Yeah Gypsy Queen of Texas
Send me some of your new found soul
Gypsy girl of Texas, long gone left your home
My mind is where your music, to this day, still roams.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC