He sat at a Memphis greasy spoon
Hank Williams on the juke box
Black coffee, a hamburger and fries
He looked at the cartoons from the paper
His wings were hidden
He gave his halo to a Dorothy Day center
Neon lights like a child's smile
He liked Pentecostal churches
He sang 'I go walking after midnight
He told the folks 'pray for Jerry Lee Lewis
One starry night I seen him in a dream
He walked past Graceland and flew away
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