Thursday, November 02, 2006

Poem for Meat Loaf

Chubby goofball rocker
Jean-jacketed vanguard of an army of dispossessed
Lonesome losers fingers itching
To rock and roll and rock some more
Together we'll kick down all
Old rotted doors rescue all the girls
We do not deserve (on paper),
We, unabashed romantics,
We, the drunkard pot smoking
Video game loving freaks
So many grand gestures
Falling from us like dying leaves
In a world hellbent on being realistic
And dull dull dull.

Together we will make a last stand
And consume the world in gulps
The only way anything can truly
Be loved.

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