DEAD
HIGH PRICED ANGELS FALSE PROPHETS & DEAD END SIGNS
Today I saw Clarence on the 501 his skin ebony-blue white
white teeth & thick gold hoops gleaming That’s Clemens
Clarence Clemens to you Picture of him on my mother’s fridge
same inky-blue giant embracing her They dated briefly met
down in Miami and drifted apart in the 90’s Now she’s 92 +
Clarence is pushing up daisies in Jersey
Last night the East Street band was in town Bruce brought us to
our knees +we begged him to go back to his hotel get some sleep!
It was the River Anniversary Tour 1st time around 35 yrs. ago I was
there with my fresh faced friend both 23 She died at about 40 self-
inflicted And I went on to save the world one darkling at a time
These days on an egomaniacal Re-Invention Tour makes it hard not
to chatter ceaselessly about projects Cue eyes rolling back into heads
Just after the 1st River tour I met a psychiatrist from Winnipeg He
couldn’t get his head around Nebraska so he gave his copy to me +
after a not bad kiss he hoarsely confessed: I’m the man for you!
I never saw him again but married another guy with the same name
7 yrs. later
These Clarence visitations are growing more frequent with the years
The Big Man was a mystic who held court backstage wielding Tarot +
Peyote What is he trying to tell me? 1) Re-Inventions are for poseurs?
2) You can’t Re-Invent something that hasn’t been born yet? 3) Twenty-
three year olds are false prophets
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Winter 2016
songanddancegirl 