After casting about for a long time for a name for themselves, they came up with “Jefferson Airplane,” which meant absolutely nothing. –The New York Times
Public places for secret lovers are few,
But minds can go anywhere—
And they do.
The erotic is the only thing that’s true.
It is because of her
That I say hello to you.
O cruel hierarchy!
O feeble poetry.
The unmentionable is the only thing that’s true.
They have their wives and girlfriends—
But they think about her, too.
I’m thinking of her
As I say hello to you.
I wish I could describe her face.
But why? To further advertise my disgrace?
Do I need further proof so you
Might know why she makes me sigh—yea, me too?
Don’t start. We shouldn’t talk. What do you want me to do?
They play guitar far better than I.
But the best songs are poetry,
And the names of bands, too.
She Makes Them Blue.
