GOODBYE JOHN LENNON, 25 YEARS AFTER
and the bell rang good night
and goodbye to John Lennon.
The Dakota became a pilgrim spot,
a holy shroud, where the
spilled blood on the pavement
marked the end of an era.
Imagine there's no heaven…
I remember his round glasses, stringy hair,
he was dressed in white, as if ascended,
with Yoko, in a staged bed-in,
they sat as if on a floating cloud,
preparing for ascension
to a heaven where rock 'n' roll
could be heard at the Pearly Gates.
12/9/2005
12/9/2005
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