Johnny’s tune
Free people
in black boots
write
Songs
that no one sings,
because the lyrics
change all the time.
Songs
that are adored
for the craze
they could cause.
Songs
that have yet
to mean
something.
Sid’s Song
In your
new leather jacket
you’re somebody
else.
Your tattoos
aren’t as permanent
as the frown
on your face.
If we’re not talking
about a revolution,
then we’re not talking
at all.
And when I ask you
how your mom’s doing,
you say she’s still
not with the cause.