Michael
michael, where are you now
somehow in my excitement the last time you called
it slipped again to ask your hidden whereabout
i got a lead from your old triple ex-girlfriend, she sai
"i heard he lost his mind again"
"again?" i sai
i didn't know that you ever di
michael, where are you now
sleeping through the morning in flannel impaire
getting high in southern ai
shoeless, sandy eveing down the unfamilia
last whiff of salt-water freedo
skipping shells in the dead zon
with the ghost on your sid
of the state borderlin
whisperin
"take it. . ."
do you remember our first subway ride
our first heavy metal haircuts
our last swim on the east coast
and me with my ridiculous looking pierced nose
i remember your warm smile in the su
the daydreaming boy without a shirt o
the birmingham barfly fathe
left the mother of three son
you're the oldest juvenile delinquent bu
my best friend