Whatever happened to Shuggie Otis
did he get lost in severe psychosis
"Aht uh mi hed"
he sings to me
whilst i fry my brains
in greenery
writing "strawberrys letters"
to myself
listening attentively
for all to see
where are you now
mr inspiration
a regular guy with a picket fence
or living in a commune with a drugged
up wench
where are the clues
do the good die young
a living legend
did i fail to mention
basking in your lyrics
vibing from that guitar
strum me louder louder
now
whisper "sweet baby" in my ear
let me run my fingers through
your soft curly hair
I'm having an "ice cold daydream"
right now
It involves you and a guitar
well that's not entirely true
really
I just wanna get naked with you..

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