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The Funeral
The subway composer looks into the night,
he sees a light of Persian bright.
Took off his hat when he heard the news
that rock is dead and so's his muse.
Grimy roofs make backgammon boards
and fights erect by ancient swords.
Goes off in search of bad luck dreams
comes back to find the world's split seams.
he sees a light of Persian bright.
Took off his hat when he heard the news
that rock is dead and so's his muse.
Grimy roofs make backgammon boards
and fights erect by ancient swords.
Goes off in search of bad luck dreams
comes back to find the world's split seams.
Published 31st Aug 2013
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31st Aug 2013 11:35pm
1st Sep 2013 7:11pm
8th Nov 2013 2:44am
Love this. I would definitely like to see some elaboration. Te last line is brilliant
10th Nov 2013 5:43pm
Thank you very much, I like to write shorter poems but trying out some longer stuff at the minute with other poems, I guess it keeps a certain air of mysticism in it when you keep it short and sweet, I dunno.. Thank you for the kind words! :)