Do you remember 44? from the voice of a ghost across the room,
The voice of half-dream.
And in the hue of the standby lights I seemed
Bathed in the same blue, and even though
I can’t stay in them for long tonight I hope
He was at least half sincere;
Braced over the sink, a questioning tongue
Pushing bone dead teeth apart, spilling
Purple blood, a glimpse of chrome jawbone,
Forever! in a white dinner suit,
In an honest light peering up to some God,
Forever! as a mantra to the azure stars
(something about not being afraid
when they called me 44
with Brian Ferry’s tambourine
and a corpse in the full of the moon).
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Beautiful music for beautiful words. I’m speechless.