you have left the circus
but not the lounge,
guilty press noses
peering through steamed windows
as they feel the pressure of their burdens,
languish if you will
in knowing you imprinted
with a certain resonance
and we shall still converse,
language of the cornea,
visual impacting and verbal debauchery,
each pronunciation
earth to my ears
thrum and fertile,
so say hello now and then
on the ten thirty timeslot,
and i will watch,
so long fellow man
so long cineamatic soul
So sad. One of my favorites. Gone too soon.
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very nice tribute.
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Sad
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He was a rare talent. His passing makes me very, very sad.
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