Elvis Costello Poem by Waldemar Ens

Elvis Costello



those iconic horn rims
receding hair
black shirt with white polka dots
new wave jacket

a ferocious G chord
singing what’s so funny about peace love and understanding

we are standing on this
warm Wednesday night
watching
waking
wondering
wisening
and singing along
unafraid to wear our horns
and aim true

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