Antony—1984-2017
I imagine you still playing
You said to me, unclejim teach me guitar,
and what little I knew I did,
you took it and flew, a musical id,
and the places you flew! the music that slid
from fingers to strings was, by god, a grace bridge
crossed in skies where geese are
where love and you are
where god’s hid
where all is
Jim Culleny
9/7/17
Blink 