I could only be there for a dream
so I gathered my one month's worth of words
a bottle of rum and a small bag of weed,
hurried and got to his crib.
"You know it's a shame that this PA
doesn't go up to eleven
because tonight we're going
on a Holy Bender"
he exclaimed in excitement as I entered.
He led the way
with a Nyorican jive and elegance fueled strut
to the living room.
The poster over his couch caught my eyes
"help me God, 'cause man won't" it read.
We sat back on the leather seats
we filled our glasses and we got ready to begin.
We puffed and we sipped
exchanging ideas, finishing the bottle of rum
and moving on to gin.
We puffed and we sipped
moving with style further down my dream.
Last night, I was chilling with Mikey.
We wrote together, drank together, smoked together,
sought for thrills that righteously put the Holy to our bender.
'Til in the end we didn't need the PA
to go up to eleven
'cause we were too busy living
to be concerned about
Hell or Heaven.
credits
released January 1, 2019
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Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021