Mizbloozes' Bikeweek tribute 2005 to Indian Larry
I still donít know how the bro died
but, from what ive read in 48 hours or so
I can see why hundreds, maybe
of my family
sat through rain hail wind
maybe some sun
for a "see ya in the wind someday"
one final time.
Ive got a picture of the litho
Im gonna roll nickels to get
starin at me
"donít fuck with me,man"
"thanks,I'll remember THAT"
AND HE WOULD,AND DID.
I have no doubt,
I'm a BRONX GIRL.
we both worked with our hands:
but we both said something to
one or many and we
apologized for our art.
Indian Larry.my bro.
I never met you
but I think by what ive read
you had few enemies and many admirers;
I too missed Laconia last year-
had my right knee replaced
this year, I'm not there either
due to an acting out upon me of rage
that has halted my art and held me
captive and in fear-I saw no fear in your eyes
and on your neck, and I believe you lived those words.
I stared into those eyes,
and thank you-I may just rest easy tonight.
you reminded me I'm not alone,man.
a few things are for certain,my resting friend:
we might not believe in the same gods
if I place my trust in my "gods' hands"
the dude who hurt me,
well-hes not going to get any fear out of this woman tonight.
I"LL SEE YOU IN THE WIND SOMEDAY. WHEN ITS MY TIME TO BE THERE.
its been great to know you.
thanks,too Anthony for the tribute.
I gotta go search my couch for nickels.......