(Composed in Oakland, California circa late 2007).
I wanna move like Johnny—
here and there and everywhere,
with the thunder jetting down around—
there’s a little bit of heartbreaker
in this little boy.
I wanna watch it burn like Richard—
add a little of my own hell
to the smoldering mess
we’ve gladly gotten ourselves into,
just so I can deny it like Tom—
I wanna take chances like James—
with sharp, well-dressed abandon.
No wave too big to drown in.