Just something I was thinking about today. 

“Edie Sedgwick (1943-1971)”

I don’t know how she did it.Fire
She was shaking all over.
It took her hours to put her make-up on. But she did it.
Even the false eye-lashes.
She ordered gin with triplelimes. Then a limosine.
Everyone knew she was the real heroine of Blonde on Blonde.
oh it isn’t fair oh it isn’t fair how her ermine hair turned men around
she was white on white so blonde on blonde and her long long legshow
I used to beg  to dance with her but I never had a chance with her
oh it isn’t fairhow her ermine hair used to swing so nice used to cut the air
how all the men used to dance with her I never got a chance with her though
I really asked her down deep where you do really dreamin the mind reading love
I’d get inside her move and we’d turn around and she’d turn around and turn the head of everyone in town
her shaking shaking glittering bones
second blonde child after brian jones
oh it isn’t fair how I dreamed of her and she slept and she slept forever and I’ll never dance with her no never
she broke downlike a baby like a baby girl like a lady with ermine hair
oh it isn’t fair and I’d like to see her rise again
her white white bones with baby brian jones baby brian jones
like blushing baby dolls

-Patti Smith