2AM Gore Vidal's hardtalking the Googlemother
thought he'd died in b&w Oz odyssey
Johnny sees all of it/calls for Natures Glue
looking down her top all night/remembering careful dream nights
and that lace bit there
Johnny meets mothers/hidden in younger skin
oh Johnny you’re so basic Johnny!
Johnny Basic ate her delicate chicken/flavours in his eyes
Johnny’s no Nimrod Engineer but falls like bombs
down her full low white top/car is blue and red flashing
and home!
home Johnny!
where wine is drunk on a poxy Friday/boring reasons
that's all mecha-nothing now/nothing new
Johnny falls over Van Zandts bonfire never spilling a drop
Johnny is drunk
and he likes the sound
too chilled for blood tonight/drink boy-drunk!
with fierce energy of the stars/of the sunglass dawn
when Johnny goes madly outside
and sweats in the old streets/in front of interesting girls
all Wharhol and Mitchum under 4 masks
but
Johnny's charm dies faced with brave exposed inner child
with painted dark eyes/deeply interesting like ancient times
some one should write it down/someone who
don’t know Johnny
don’t know Johnny
at all
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