Common
Grounds
Nervous
flawless poet
We
rode a ride at the Ohio State Fair together
He
wrote a letter to me that still to this day gives me goosebumps
Someone
with his measure of talent noticed me and it made me smile and even lighter on
my feet
We
went to Baltimore and afterwards he stole his mother’s car and drove to NYC,
they found him naked, ranting about being the anti-Christ
Joan
Jett’s “Jezebel” just started playing and I’m not really sure what more I can
say about Garth
We
watched Bob Dylan’s Renaldo and Clara together,
the entire four hours
Garth’s
words are fierce tigers, taking on the intelligentsia and winning in the name
of all that’s still sacred in our cracked cracker barrel world of incestuous tyrants
and their alliances with Satan
Charles Cicirella
3/14/2020 
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