Dear Toads, you probably know that since
our last music prompt, we lost the patron saint of freaks and weirdos, poet laureate of the streets of New York, lover, preacherman, and
tai chi master who really needs no introduction: LOU REED.
Please link up a new poem inspired by Lou Reed, the Velvet Underground, “Street Hassle,” the bowels of New York City, or what have you. Please keep your attention on Lou’s work for this prompt, as (spoiler!) next time, we’ll turn our focus to Laurie Anderson.Love has gone awayand there's no one here nowAnd there's nothing left to saybut oh how I miss him, babyAh baby, come on and slip awaycome on baby, why don't you slip away...
