Who knew Jerry Hall was an editorial scribbler and poet?And I wonder who inspired her poem "Icon"?
Icon
he is a hollow hyperbole
the crowd plays him like a flute
a mythical icon
a dionysian fluke
the crowd lives out their fantasy
through his mirror door they see
an image of the person
they wish that they could be
he fucks their women
and fights their battles against mediocrity
but when he comes home to me
all that's left is vd
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