alex sarich Poems

I'm a sixty-year-old Rockstar
trying to make living
strumming my rusty old guitar
without it fucking giving.
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Waking from this nightmare of mine
finding my world apart, back in time
I need some kind of miracle
that awakes me and be clinical.
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God won't get me out of this mess
would only cause us more distress
the magic has gone and won't come back
we have to split so to get on track.
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Losing my Son I became lost
I grew a beard to disguise
my permanent frown
from those, I let down,
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Mine deep into my heart

digging for footprints
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Listen to our mind and body
breathe the air,
channel energy to our organs
for this is a prescription,
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I am a dedicated follower of me
being as happy as can be
I sometimes fight my demons
but don't always win
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' Ladies and Gentlemen if you please
I have a tale to tell
of Audrey my dear Sister
and those who love her well.
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A tree bearing fruit
cloying its charm
an emotion lost
when nature comes to harm
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Their son's now listening slowly to the chorus

of voices resonant above Danube's flowing
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