Remembering Jane
Remembering Jane
“Oh Lord, Won’t You
Buy Me A Color TV.”
A Genius In Spirit,
A Saturated Soul.
All The Standard Methods
Served To Aid Her In
Forming A Beautiful
PEARL.
Her And Her Bigger
Brothers Had All The
TV They Needed…
That Wasn’t What
She Really Asked For,
I Guess…
Nobody Called Her
Jane…
Sweet Jane.
All Her Friends
We’re Finally
“Driven Away.”
There Is So Much
Empty Space Left
To Somehow
Try And Fill In:
My Ultra Sad
Sweet-Heart
Renamed To
Sweet Jane…
Abruptly Ends.
-Gray Squirrel
07-16-2025
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