Dead Man
Posted: March 12th, 2023, 2:13 am
Johnny rode the rails west, already dead,
train full of shotguns and Yosemite Jims
shooting buffalo herds out the window.
Johnny found a steel mill belching poison,
a saloon, a pretty woman and jealous man.
He woke in the woods with a bullet in him.
From there the trail got hazy and strange.
He met Iggy Pop and some bounty hunters,
god I love these old Jarmusch movies.
He met a hip native mystic who thought
Johnny was the mystic poet William Blake,
and little stabs of muted hilarity ensued.
Johnny, now William, kept going west,
wisecracking guide by his side each step,
all the way to the spirit ocean.
train full of shotguns and Yosemite Jims
shooting buffalo herds out the window.
Johnny found a steel mill belching poison,
a saloon, a pretty woman and jealous man.
He woke in the woods with a bullet in him.
From there the trail got hazy and strange.
He met Iggy Pop and some bounty hunters,
god I love these old Jarmusch movies.
He met a hip native mystic who thought
Johnny was the mystic poet William Blake,
and little stabs of muted hilarity ensued.
Johnny, now William, kept going west,
wisecracking guide by his side each step,
all the way to the spirit ocean.