Are you experienced? Have you ever
been experienced? I've never, Jimi.
Never made out gold like you sweat shiny,
Living 1960s hippie fever.
Headband scarf, velvet suit, friends,
mean drinker,
You: the god. Guitars on fire, freely
Spinning, smashing, behind-your-back,
licking
Music: first love. Never had to chase her.
I think you are the lesson of the moth.
Burned up with beauty, Whitman's electric
Body, just short of 30 when you choked
So they covered your face with a
ground cloth.
Psychedelic stimulants played a trick.
At least we keep the sounds you have
invoked.