For Dr Hunter S.Thompson Poem by Richard Wlodarski
For Dr Hunter S.Thompson
When I awaken
From drunken stupor
And see morning light
Whispering new sight
When in morning's slumber
I struggle in wander
No longer in thunder
And yet I still blunder
When in afternoon delight
My popsicle now melting
My sole fear surmounting
My love life now cradling
When in the grasp
Of the blue moon
The cocaine's high
Becomes a lie
When in the depths
Of profound sleep
Wakened by night's torment
Deadened and so hell bent
When in bright morning's light
Lies ending in a fight
Life's sugar coated existence
Struggling against sound resistance
When sound asleep tonight
I shall mount the phoenix
I shall rise to such heights unknown
'Til I can no longer bemoan
When I can no longer breathe
My breath about to cease
I'm about to decease
I shall die in soul's peace
LeeAnn, I am very happy with your response. It means a lot to me. Because this Gonzo Series is very heart-wrenching!
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