By Bill Fleming
Say what you will, Michael Jackson
was an artist of the first order
who left us with works of immense
beauty and passion.
Feeling – captured in form.
Like this with Quincy, Stevie
and everyone else on the planet:
Each of us suffers his/her own private hell
from time to time, and it seems Michael
fared no better and no worse than any
of us that regard.
And so, I hope he finds the rest
of his answers now.
And does some real,
no bull*hit moon walking.
Good night little brother.
I'll miss you.
And thank you, Michael.
Really. Thank you.