A Dream of Joe StrummerA Poem by Jay Levon"The secret of life isn't found in the beginning, middle, or end. It's scattered throughout. Dropped like clues and breadcrumbs. It's up to us Boy-o, to put it together. Remember to start with the corners." Joe Strummer says this to me in a dream within a dream, while we share a taxi in New York City. Everytime I awake from this dream I'm angry. Because, I didn't ask what I wanted to ask. Like: "Hey Joe, how's the afterlife?" or "Is that Jesus dude as cool as he seems?" or "Have you taught the devil to play guitar?"
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Added on April 3, 2012Last Updated on April 3, 2012 AuthorJay LevonMountain Home, ARAboutI write songs mostly some poems lately I've tried My deadmans hand at short fiction (a novel someday?) I drive trains for a living all my poems are written on trains I want to be in love when .. more..Writing
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