Someone humming a relevant tune.
Looking over, I thought it was you
with your aimless croon.
No one wanted to follow the stream.
I thought it'd sound better on me.
Most of the time I can't even start.
I'd rather die than make it art--
that's what they say.
I complain
that everything's moving backwards.
But everyone needs a place to go.
Nobody out there ever did it alone.
Singing for fun and singing for free.
Copyright law is useless to me--
it's stolen outright
the first time it's played, and ever after
the first time.
Everything's looking backwards.
There's no getting around
what's behind the sound:
LSD, GbV, NYC, etc.--
everything's looking backwards
to move on.