Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Rocket Man

She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then

I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight

And I think it's gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home

Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did

And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man

And I think it's gonna be a long long time...



These lyrics were written by one Bernie Taupin,
and, of course, were perfomed by Elton John.


There was a time,
oh yes indeed, that these
Lyrics applied to James.

But I have since been freed
from most all the masks I once wore.

I am a librarian now,
so far from the dark places
I once inhabited,
this mask is comfortable

feels like no mask at all
at times

It just needs an adjustment
here and there
and intellectual intervals of indica inhalation

how the old crowd
would laugh
at me

and how I would not
care

just some words
no poetry
here

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