Exit Music For A Rock Star Past His Prime

As the music plays

And they seek to usher me offstage

I want to take a moment more to

Thank the people

That made me the man that I am

Thank you so very much

I would like to thank the first girl that broke my heart

I hear she is fat and has three kids

I would like to thank the girl I groped back in the alley

I would like to do that again, my teachers

My parents, God rest their souls,

I would like to go visit them someday

And more than anyone else

I would like thank you

For buying me still

These poses, these songs

and my rabid musings

Of a mind so ill

At ease

diseased

And last of all, I would like to thank

the last girl that broke my heart

Shattered it into the million tiny pieces

that I hold on to

That I so long to,

put to song, immortalise the rape

On tape, Or CD, or in my mind

Who zoomed who

And who came first

I lost my inhibitions

But kept the thirst

Took some pleasure

Got saddled with hurt

Time to go

I thank you

And now I am dirt.