Wednesday, November 6, 2013

They say he's in the
North Country now

(maybe he has a full beard
and wears the fur coats of animals he's
trapped

I don't know...maybe it's a
lie and he's clean shaven
hustling the rich girls
at Soho art shows

He could be in Asia doing
the phony guru thing
meditating in pyramids
with all the beads and such,
acting like he's gone
local

I'm sure he still writes poetry,
probably riding those damn
motorcycles,

(they say he's started to jump
out of airplanes again)

I have not heard from him
he was always elusive,

but then again he has a habit
of reappearing in full regalia)

Most Phoenix-like son of a bitch
I've ever met
could reinvent himself
at the drop of a hat

(probably pull some big flashy stunt
any second now)

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