The Day Lou Reed Died
Not a Perfect Day for liver-ravaged Lou
or perhaps it was, surrounded bedside
by friends and family, as reported.
Lou's 'Transformer' was on constantly
at a party I went to in Balwyn one night,
in 1973 it must have been. And I mean
someone just put the stylus back on
as soon as 'Goodnight Ladies' finished.
Didn't sound repetitive; we just got more
and more absorbed in that brittle world.
Finishing playing pool in a sunken rumpus
room later, no one could find the light switch
so John Kenneth simply punched the globe,
shattering it and leaving little shards on cloth.
Back upstairs they were still listening to Lou.
'Sa - da - lite of love ...'
Leaving the party, scenes of disarray -
overflowing ashtrays and spilled drinks
and in the corner on a beanbag, Jim H
coiled up, headphones on,
still wild siding with Lou.