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A mandolin of stars played rhapsody that night
The jester walked alone in his own hidden light
Dressed in drag, this mirrored look-alike
A pawn in life's chess game, reality on strike

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His world hung on him in a strange cloth bag
Long flowing hair; the colors of our flag
He sniffed his own nightmare, a line of death he drew
A domino facade; grief turned inward blue

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A museum of fancy words, he'd rock to and fro
Dissembling from reality, a name without a show
Thoughts scattered wild; wind blown seed
Inside a concrete jungle shrouded in widow's weed

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A face in shades of gray his life howls at the moon  
His ragbag personalities spin a web for his cocoon
He becomes the spirit of images down thru time
His last day dressed in drag, his speech was all in mime



qui être tu
September 14, 2008

Regrettably, this is a true story of a young man who was very intelligent but lost his
path in life when becoming addicted to cocaine and other drugs. He dressed in various costumes for shows;
therefore, he carried a bag of his attire along with him. He had red hair, dyed partially blue and the white from aging way too soon.
These colors made for red, white, and blue. He liked to call himself the queen of drag.
His story is quite lengthy but this is brief enough to explain some of the meanings. He had a home with his parents, but he chose to live in the streets.
He died a year ago with Aids.









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