He slipped into Dionysian coma
Amid the black lace brassieres
And was rushed to Betty Ford Clinic
Where he was dead on arrival.
To die for art
Is a beautiful thing.
The question is:
Will it make good box office?
Copyright 2007, by Jon Gregory. Previously published in The American Dissident, Fall 2001/Winter 2002, and in Map of Austin Poetry e-zine.
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