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BlackbirdNikki stepped out of the yellow cab and waited as Tommy paid the fare. It had taken an hour and a half for the cab driver to get them to the hospital, and Nikki suspected he'd taken the long way on purpose. Though it didn't really matter to him, they could afford the ridiculous fare. All Nikki wanted to do right now was make sure Mick was alright.
The other man was currently in the intensive care unit, after slipping and falling in his bathroom. Needless to say, this was the last thing Mick needed. His back problems had gotten increasingly worse over the last few months, and it was getting harder and harder each night for him to get up on stage and play. Vince had tried getting Mick to rest and take a break from touring, but Mick wouldn't have it. He was just too stubborn.
Tommy hopped out of the cab holding an old, beat-up guitar case, and ran over to Nikki, who was sulking by the entrance of the hospital. Nikki, as usual, looked absolutely miserable. His hair stuck out in all directi
Motley Crue at Disney world"But I wanna go in Cinderella's castle!!!", Nikki complained.
"But I wanna go on that ride!!", Tommy whined in reply
Vince stood, quietly holding some ballons, next to Mick and not paying attention.
The drummer and bassist started to bicker,
"I wanna ride!"
"I wanna go into the castle!"
"But I wanna ride!!"
"I wanna see if Cinderella is sexy!"
"Me too, but the ride looks more fun!!"
"BUT I WANT THE CASTLE!"
"WELL I WANT THE RIDE!!"
"FINE! I CAN GO ON MY OWN!"
"No you can't! Mom said we had to stay together!!", Tommy bickered.
"uh, here, Vince, hold these." Nikki said as he and the drummer handed the blond singer their many balloons.
"Here, Mick. You hold this. I don't want it in my way.", Tommy grinned, sticking Mickey Mouse ears on the guitarrists head.
Nikki and Tommy began to stir up dust by fighting. Which for the four members of the glam band, It meant scratching, wrestling, pulling hair, kicking in the obvious weak points, and cursing at eachother.
Mick sighed and handed Vince hi
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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