john lennons dead
joe strummers dead
the heros dead
cuz they were men
dont want to waste my time being bob dylan*
the things they said
as good as dead
born as statues
inside our head
*
theres no sequel
cuz i would just be speaking in
a safety language now
chewing up the envelope
to spit the letters out
theres a smarter open minded
thought gestapo now
checking out the envelope
to cash the letters out

a ginsberg read
the a-dream dead
born with him and dylan written
through my head

how could i *

i thought i read
that lou reed said
you change your voice
as you change your head

why would i *
once walt whitman

critics suck
a coffee cup
thats burned and bottomed out
the smoking ban
force fold my hand
the smokers lefted out
into the yards
of fossil cars with
paper tiger mouths sporting
trading cards of culture tsars with vitals check them out

words mean nothing