The End
The sun has set
Leaves have fallen
Embers cold
Winter calling
Teeth pulled
Cities decayed
Meals not eaten
Beds not made
There is no more music
The hypnotic beat is silent
Maggots feasted
Bacteria fed
Fungal hyphae
Crawl through heads
Dreams faded
Reality done
Universe still
We’ve had our fun
There is no more music
The hypnotic beat is silent
The end
Opher – 21.1.2025
The end
Wheeeeyyyy!!!!
I have just put the last full stop to the Neil Young book I’ve been commissioned to write!! Way ahead of schedule.
This last month or so I’ve listened to every single track Neil produced in the 1960s! It’s been awesome. I’ve been reading, hearing and thinking about Neil Young all day, every day. I’ve even found myself dreaming about him and his music. I know! I’m in grave danger of completely losing my mind!
Hopefully, I can now take a bit of time out and I may make a complete recovery!
It’s been a journey through the past, as a bit of a loner in constant search for my cinnamon girl I can tell you, for what it’s worth that I am a child who has been flying on the ground down down down by the river.
Fortunately this experience of Neil immersion doesn’t seem to have affected me in the least – and that’s one for the birds!
