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Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again.
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Story Bones

(this is one of those "what you wake up with" pieces)

It's the fear he lives with, the horror he expects to find.

2 comments:

Camille Alexa said...

HAPPY MERRY HAPPY MERRY CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYS HAPPY MERRY HOLIDAYS CHRISTMAS!!!

Steve Buchheit said...

Hey Camille, Happy Merry to my favorite Littlebird!