At bay

Yeah I turned down in vitrio,
that famous Duran Duran video.

I shunned the comical loot
offered for the next X-Men shoot.

No way fellas was the growl
when the FC wanted a stadium prowl.

The moon was rejected next.
Comply with her phases? I’ll take the hex.

So all I do now is go on,
waiting for the return of Warren Zevon.

For him, I’d be anyone, everyone.
God. I miss him so.