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Palomino Suede Jacket

My activity
Seems to be restricted
To utmost brevity

When will this unyielding night end?

My shrink says.
"Rest and pills are indicated, my frightened friend"

My soul is sinking into a cavity
My heart is dancing in negativity

Where the Hell is my levity?

When will I find my own melody?

Could I dance with the Flower Children
Dressed in cotton and muslin gauze?
Flowing in kaleidoscopic patterns

After all,
It's innocence that's all that matters,
Or is its loss?

After five years my clothes are in tatters
Lucky that I have a Palomino suede jacket

Cause in this changing world,
It seems that style is all that matters

Walked by the catwalk
The other day

Saw all the pretty girls
In black lingerie, and in

Short skirts,
Crossing the street
In a fancy sashay

Ship to Shore communications
blink and bleep

Who's ready to jump off the Dharma Wheel
and play your hand for keeps

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Publicerad 2021-05-06 14:48

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  Larz Gustafsson VIP
Ah, the kind of jacket you should not be wearing in the rain...
A certain episode of "Seinfeld" springs to mind...

Dharma, eh? Kerouac, eh?
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