Observation of a Rock Star

how does it feel to be that cool
to walk with such confidence
in a body well rehearsed
to move only how you want to move
in clothes that on a lesser human would hang
like dead skin
like the skin on the soul of a poet
like the skin you’ll wear one day
when you are no longer a rock star

tell me in your language
how does it feel?


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