The DJ spins a manifesto,
too impassioned to ignore,
how strong begets strong,
invincible, and more.
Tell the radio goodnight,
All the people celebrated in these Otwituaries have, in some way or other, had an effect on me, positive or otherwise...
The DJ spins a manifesto,
A crowd gathers round
Your voice is a wisp of smoke,
a page with a million poems,
all delicacy, suppleness, skill,
the song that burns,
and always will.
Read about Juliette Gréco here
Light flares, skin hums,
When I do the reggay
How I craved a Queen of Sin,
When I awoke