The Line

Turns out musicians
are mortals—shouldn’t be
a surprise. All those young
martyrs. But still it is. 

You’re the latest
demonstrator.
You left behind
one of the best. And because 

I, too, am
mortal and
a thief, I can’t resist: 

“I can’t get a license
to drive in my car. But
I don’t really need it,
if I’m a big star.” 

Step outside
the city
on a clear night. 

Note:  Stolen lyric from “O My Soul,” by Alex Chilton, from the album Radio City.

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