Ode' To Hunter Thompson

Orion returns for one final trip

Listen up all you non-perky fucks--

Word to the hip

It's time to dance...
Yes I said Dance! To my biggest hit yet
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(Captain Sky reporting for duty Sir)

Red electric flash of sky....
The Old Cosmic Bull's Eye

I went straight for the heart and afterall,
It is always my destination...

Now I can't get much farther out than that,
Or higher now,
Can I?
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'Last call at a bar in Las Vegas...'

I leaf through old fiction novels,
Fingering the pages...
Some now, with tattered amber edges
And I feel divine upon leaving for good--yes,

LEAVING...
A sacred shine on the beautiful faces...
On the beautiful minds of my mad friends.
Now that I've gone minos,
Much like Hercules did before me,
Chasing through monstered labyrinths of dreams,

Only to surrender to what seems...

A cool face

A defeated grace

In a warm place
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MY FRIENDS!

Left to wander warm black roads of the
Towns without me

No more rejection now

No more fear

No more loathing...

Just big cities now,
Of crystal scorpion deserts

Now...
You are all stars in my belt on a new Horizon

ORION!

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