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27
In Memory of Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain, and all the others in the Club.
perhaps
my idols
have each
one died
a time
too many
at 27
I've died
just enough
times
to begin
living
(or have
I finally
died
a death
that's
different?)
dressed
my self
in black
baptized
my lungs
in ashes
anointed
my soul
w. spirits
pulled
my penance
out
lived
in love's
communion
strummed
hymns of
our sins
wrote
a rosary
of poetry
absolved
her
of me
singing
dolorous
confirmation
to this
sonorous vow
I've taken
to euphoric
inner
matrimony
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