©2023 michael raven

dick laurent is dead
like the telephone drop
shattering glass house
floors in a cascade rainbow
night drone dashes
amber in the headlight
racing toward a primal
scream: dick laurent is dead

he's gone the way of
sad mistah kurtz
-- he's dead too
while the hollows
follow the path towards
both thumbs pricking
with three strikes
at the belltower to
announce the big sleep
he'll meet

fugue on like fog
a dog in the desert night
turned burning straw
the fires to his head warm
a life of sweet stupidities
in a symphony of hells...
dick laurent is dead

4 thoughts on “eulogy

    1. I’m afraid it probably doesn’t make much sense to anyone without the background references, but every once in a while I like to take my own stab at being insufferably artsy and maddeningly obtuse.

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      1. I had to do some research and I’m sure I don’t get all of it, but I found it enjoyable regardless. I acutally really love how your poetry sends me down little scavenger hunts/rabbit holes. It’s one of my favorite things about you.

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