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The Strange Case of Stella

Stella, I say
What do you mean
decked out in fishnets
you scream rock scene
But lately you’ve been
a little wacky and unreal
and your actions I’d say
have a scary feel
Holding vigil at grave sites
of rock stars and such
your videos and photos
and antics
just too much
When you dance in the cemetery
amid candles and flicker
I think you’ll howl at the moon
as you rant, rave and bicker
Now, you say it’s time
to visit the dead in West Texas
purge your magic vibes
dance on the heads
of your exes
I’d rather you gloat
in your apartment alone
post your groupie shot with Bowie
work on your own rock song
Hangin’ with ghosts
designing weird rituals
your macabre behavior
is becoming quite habitual
Savor the insane
it’s open bar
nurse your sick sorrow
drown your seething scar
Drum your beat
in record lined halls
but oh, there it is
the open highway calls…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xa-y5RjL1vg

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9 Comments

  1. Dare I mention i wasn’t familiar with the song? I’m more of a Radiohead kind of guy
    but that’s not to say my foot wasn’t making a bid for movement. πŸ™‚
    Anyway, it was the poem I giddily opened my email for and the poem I giddily enjoyed. Nice play, LT πŸ™‚

    • Oh Phil, you aren’t familiar with Skid Row? Well they aren’t bad, nor is Radiohead, I must say. I thought Stella might be okay for Fun Friday…at least I hope it’s fun. Thanks for the kind words. I hope you have a lovely weekend!

    • Thanks Diana, you know Stella has been through a lot lately, but she maintains her free spirit :-D. Thanks for reading and also the lovely compliment. Glad you liked the song, maybe a good one to begin the weekend.

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