Poem for Jim

Poemfor Jim (revised... name changed from Villanelle for JIm) Venice Beach skin scrubbed with beat ‘Let’s climb through the tide’ Parisian bathtub with floating feet Manzarek organ, like the MJ’s tweet Krieger happy fret board slide Densmore tit tat drum skin sheet Go linger long on Love Street Break on through to the other side Plan a soft parade, sicken Daddy’s fleet Breakfast calls for whiskey neat The end has been the guide Young fragile eggshell child’s defeat Los Angeles woman in an empty seat Unzipped the flies of pride A warm friendly hand, a cunt, a treat Indians scattered, drive past, retreat Forefront of his crowded mind Stopped off in Paris, still and incomplete