OH TO NERUDA
Oh Pablo you rise up
from a land, long as a woman’s back
And you have loved your land
as you would love a woman
as you have loved women as you loved
your land
Every rock and shoal of their coastlines
every mood of their tides
You have caressed them
with your mind and your heart
and your hands
And have received the treasures
that must
always rise up
from their endless depths
to meet such a touch
GOODNIGHT MARILYN
(or dyin ain’t easy but it’s a livin)
All heroes will be expected to die young
to keep their fans from growing old
and will be well rewarded
in unspendable gold
If it’s sex you give then sex it pays
so take along the two young Ks
Though a frozen instant Porsche crash
could be worth a lot of cash
And the Colonel smiles as the money piles
for haunting supermarket aisles
But for biggest gross and longest run
it’s still the cross at thirty one