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The Curious Case of Lucien Carr

February 9, 2015
By Anonymous

You strange and quiet Lucien Carr, 

with devil's tongue and gentle regard

wistful dancing Lucien Carr, 

your eyes like gemstones, shattered and dark. 

You beat poetry politician,

coiffed hair conundrum, 

your fingers tap tap tap and 

you still take the wrong amount of pills, Lucien Carr, 

you've slaughtered your second chance

in cold blood brutality and I watched from afar;

your darling gifted me balcony seats, 

she made my gown of contempt and 

held a knife to my throat, gently. 

She's seen years and a leaf never fell, 

but now that she's got you, Lucien Carr,

her seasons are everchanging

but your feet don't dance to that of falling snow,

you stumble headfirst into March summers and October springs,

with everyday spent on a train to work

typewriter in hand and gun pressed to your temple,

just another sunshine September Lucien Carr morning.



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