It always seems
a problem,
For anyone
to admit they’re wrong…
I confess to
a horrible error,
Involving an
idol of song.
I’ve criticized
for half a decade,
Joni
Mitchell’s health and style…
As if she
jumped out of a window
To avoid just
one more mile.
Occasionally
my inner thoughts,
Make my
consciousness explode…
Igniting a
better reality,
Building a
truer paved new road.
I placed my "Joni’s age" thoughts,
On my brain's "Now deleted" shelf…
I ached,
watching my hero fail,
While reflecting
my aging self.
Joni, you
suffered love and loss,
I lived your
lyrics that's true…
I can never
apologize enough,
I walk
with a cane now too.
