jim carroll died today

at 60, his heart gave out

not from an OD in an east village walk-up

not from a knife wound to the belly

from another junkie’s blade

his heart gave out

attacked

like his art

attacked us

in nineteen seventy something…

but we’re here…

carroll is gone..

off to join the masters

scratching their balls

tipped back in their chairs

smiling at their

good fortune

glad to be done with it

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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