No Moss

No Moss

A Poem by Nomenklatura
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enough already

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They'd have a full coat if they were trees,
but they've gathered none, as the name suggests.
The great days are long gone and the irony
inherent in every great title and lyric
is reflected in the Grand Crawdaddy of them all
Michael Phillip, middle-class mover and one time groover.
It's anything but only rock'n'roll,
and I wonder if any of them do
- at some deep level - still like it?

Rock steady Charlie sits glum at the back,
his expression unchanged since Brian died.
Keef exchanges winks with his playmate,
happy now he's in the band half of the Faces wanted to be.
The bass player is this year's model because
Darryl is sick of not quite being in the band.
Is anyone getting satisfaction
'cause I wonder if anyone is try- try-
trying in the least bit anymore?

So every year with a zero they trundle out
on Lowenstein's advice at Mick's insistence
and Captain Jack's dad does so with a smirk
pretending he's Happy, ( Baby, keep me happy!)
Charlie's thinking about horses after backing
the worst horse in the world in the seventies.
They know you can't always get what you want
but if they try sometimes
they'll get what they need.

© 2015 Nomenklatura


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Spectacular! This one is fun, nostalgic, and clever. I haven't heard them play recently, but I know they don't look too fresh anymore.

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Nomenklatura
Nomenklatura

Spain



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Novel in the process of being published by Unbound Books. refugee from now-defunct Jottify. Occasional poetry prize-winner, published in a few minor anthologies. more..

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