I stand ‘neath the marquee moon
I remember how the darkness doubled
I recall lightnin’ struck itself
I was listenin’, listenin’ to the rain
I was hearing, hearing something else
Life in the hive puckered up my night
The kiss of death, the embrace of life
There I stand ‘neath the marquee moon
Just waiting
I spoke to a man down at the tracks
And I asked him how he don’t go mad
He said “Look here junior, don’t you be so happy
And for Heaven’s sake, don’t you be so sad”
Life in the hive puckered up my night
The kiss of death, the embrace of life
There I stand ‘neath the marquee moon
Hesitating…
_ Tom Verlaine, Television [Marquee moon, excerpt] _
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“I stand ‘neath the marquee moon”
2017 © Massimo S. Volonté
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