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Ode to Roger Blackburn : Local Legend & Pyromaniac


I think I will set this sky on fire.

Everything just seems
a little too blue --

the way you walk
the way you prance
the way you toss half-empty beer bottles
down the street
in some vain attempt
to get your point across.

A little bright orange
glow might do you good.

You need to feel like
tonight
you might lose everything you've ever had
in one single instant.

Humility is the greatest gift.

And tonight you need
some of Old Man Roger's
elixir.

(you know they say
he bought candles
by the dozen...
twice a week
and could

parallel
park
his
ride
in any
tight spot --

he was a bicycle riding mother fucker

and I think
he knew
a little
more about life
than we
ever thought
he did.)

Tonight you need some Blackburn tonic.

You need to know that nothing,
no   n o t h i n g,   revolves around you
and you should treat the people
you claim to love
just a little bit better

because,

I'll be the first to tell you

broken beer bottles do nothing

but piss a woman off.
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