The static is somewhat harsh today
Harmonised with the strip light abuzzing
Went to see a genius last night
The crowd
Silent and loving
One man
A Telecaster
And a hi hat
That was all it took
To hush a sold out drunken throng
New stuff
But hits not overlooked
Codeine and hash for my gimpy hip
***** for the way it feels
Still
***** Bill Callahan
Still brought me to my knees.

Leonard said
Everybody knows
Now that he's dead
It'd be shocking
To suppose
That
God is dead
And all that
There all that
Would diagnose
In the long run
What everybody
Knows.

If you've listened to to the rhythm
O the drivin rain
Telling you
Just what a fool
I've bin
Then surely
You can listen
To the retracted pain
Of telling you
I would begin again.

There is a thing about
Putting a thing about
In a place
That makes it easy to do it
That makes the folks
That  might
Have had less of a light
If this website
Had maybe
Just
Eschewed it.

Wait for the rain
To no longer remain
Shelter under trees
Till it  decides to wain
And then stride forth
To begin once again
No longer concerned
To be
Dry
Ever  again.