.We watch the sun switching in the sky, off and on, where
Our friend stands bleeding on the late summer lawn, a
Slicked back bloody black gunshot to the head.
He has fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead.
I hear a breeze that wheezes through the tips of the pines,<.>
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