Gram Parsons was a talented and beautiful musician.
Due to his artistic vision, I have met many people, traveled to new places, and experienced sensations that somehow already felt like part of my soul.
This is an ode to Gram and the restive, creative spirit in all of us.
fallen angel
i am captivated by your cosmic reveries.
soft-spoken and gentle,
like the warm touch of desert air
on bare shoulders.
johnny-on-the-spot, singing morphine hymns
with an easy voice, like powdered sugar.
don’t say i could love anyone like you.
don’t say my faith is just a hitch in time.
crowned crisp white,
blue stars burnt the brim,
you knew the rhinestones
foretold your falling.
