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BUT DAD, HE'S A POET
I just happened to be
in Berkeley
at the same time
as the Dead
I don’t know
what it was
about those days
but back in the mid-80s
there was a group
called the Grateful Dead
who always seemed
to be following me around
I mean it couldn’t just
pure co-inky-dink
from city to city
these guys followed me
I went to Akron, Ohio
and they were there
doing a show at the Rubber Bowl
The Rubber Bowl?
Akron?
Who the fuck goes to Akron, Ohio?
They were there
following me around as usual
matching my every step;
they were my shadow
California, East Troy, WI,
Minneapolis, Worcester,
Washington DC, NYC
from city to city
they seemed to follow me
it was always too much
to handle
they show up
and the place turns
into a circus
and tie dyed colors prevail. . .
cooler heads didn’t prevail
quoth Wes Craven “Nevermore”
There’s nothing rotten in Denmark
that shadow there
for many, many moons
but sarcasm seeps thru
though I don’t know why
and it happened that way anyway
and it couldn’t be controlled
by anyone
