Saturday, February 20, 2010
Bob Dylan: 17 & 22
In the early nineteen-sixties, the photographer Barry Feinstein asked his friend Bob Dylan to write some text to accompany a series of pictures of Hollywood. The result of their collaboration, rejected by a publisher at the time, will appear in November 2009.
17
by Bob Dylan September 22, 2008
after crashin the sportscar
into the chandelier
i ran out t the phone booth
made a call t my wife. she wasnt home.
i panicked. i called up my best friend
but the line was busy
then i went t a party but couldnt find a chair
somebody wiped their feet on me
so i decided t leave
i felt awful. my mouth was puckered.
arms were stickin thru my neck
my stomach was stuffed an bloated
dogs licked my face
people stared at me an said
“what’s wrong with you?”
passin two successful friends of mine
i stopped t talk.
they knew i was feelin bad
an gave me some pills
i went home an began writin
a suicide note
it was then that i saw
that crowd comin down
the street
i really have nothing
against
marlon brando
21
by Bob Dylan September 22, 2008
death silenced her pool
the day she died
hovered over
her little toy dogs
but left no trace
of itself
at her
funeral
Kraftwerk and the Electronic Revolution (2008)
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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