I want to die like the religious Elvis--
the one who sang of being changed
from "this creature that I am"
the one who shot out the Eye of the Devil
when it offended him
the one whose manna was a
fried peanut butter and banana sammich
I wanna die like a good old boy and have Dylan
write me up in one of his 'magpie' tunes
a figure as apocryphal as Mary Magdelene's apostleship
or Froggy goin' a-courtin'
I want to drain my life in distilled 'water of life'
then plead on my deathbed for forgiveness
we're all good ol' boys
expecting God's grace when all we'll get
is the unmerciful judgment
and our delusion helping us pass in peace
while a rock 'n' roll legacy feels the standard myths...
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