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lines – john lennon’s death – 2005 – like it was today [ yeah / yeah part one ]

sleeping  sleeping
wish i could stay    sleeping 

until th floor spun
until th universe closed
me out

. dreamt of gun violence (NY
where every 3rd drink is free
i awoke 

think if i awoke outside
on this sunny winter day
          would a man
          ask for my autograph
          ?
          would he gun me down

never th wonder land
my own death
   but pepper
so often
in someone else s
   strawberry

uninspired and bare
feet reach for th carpet
( think:: feet can only b inspired by hot sand )
th room is humid heaving
breath                       of nighty death         now

lissen lissen...
you are in th apt above me       they are
footsteps

sounds woman / let's protest footsteps

              [ whatwereyoudoingwhenjohnlennondied
                whatwereyoudoingwhenjohnlennondied
                whatwereyoudoingwhenjohnlennondied ]

                                my mother was born in war
                                she was part of th British Invasion
                                on th day he died
                                when I was in th womb, she lost me –
                                i was born in a war   

# posted by hardyf : 22:51