i’ve seen every movie that you’ve been in

that sumbitch
hated other musicians
wouldn’t attend the shows of his peers
spin a record
pop a tape
or slide in a cd
though he owned plenty
his naivete ignored the importance
of participating in the creation of a scene
oh and lou reed lou reed
velvety punk ass
he loathed him most of all
seething green eyed envy
would give way to screaming
as i danced toward deliberate oblivion
about a junkie
of questionable sexuality
being more new york
being more prolific
being more talented
being more of a poet
than he ever would be