Rock Stars will grow old-
and you will swear that it was only yesterday,
you sang
along
to their hymns of youth
They will grow old
and only be remembered
like records
like Polaroids
like the fox trot
They will be replaced
like batteries
like shoes
like wives
Rock stars will grow old
and
you will swear they have
broken their promise to
keep you young.
They will grow old and become broken-
like promises
like bridges
like spines
Rock Stars will grow old-
like your dog
like your parents
like you, will grow old.
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Superb!
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me feel..............old!
ReplyDeleteSadly though, its all too true.
Fantastic piece.
great stuff!
ReplyDeletethanks for reminding me about growing old (though i am not a rock star). :)
Cool.
ReplyDeleteI love the pattern you developed with the three "like"s.
Not fair to post a pic of Rivers, though... =)
My favorite stanza = "They will grow old and become broken- /like promises/like bridges/like spines" - ending with the idea of your spine being broken was unexpected but absolutely perfect.
Just cool.
Fantastic. I love rock stars so thank you for sharing your views
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And some of us are already there. :)
ReplyDeleteYeah they will grow old, like us :)
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