Dandelion Wine

The Rock Star

Two eyes stare out from vacant orbs
Translucent, hidden under shades
Of disillusion and what fades
Beneath the heat of glaring lights

Illuminating everything—
A loving family, good schools,
Suburban life littered with rules
He always followed even with

The purple hair dyed spotted like
A leopard in the eighth grade. Down
The drain the colors spinning round
And round, white porcelain urine stained

A face, against the rim appears
Creating pain he did not know
His mantra, “Sex, drugs, rock and roll�
Becomes a trail of condoms, used

Like dreams on corners bought and sold
A picture: red nose covered with
Snow bleeding into legend, myth
Of who he is, an Elvis, Cash?

In black he’s dressed mourning a past
He didn’t have, now living what
“True music� is, an addict slut
The rock star standing center stage.