{"id":896,"date":"2018-12-24T09:18:21","date_gmt":"2018-12-24T16:18:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/timhrklit.com\/?page_id=896"},"modified":"2018-12-24T09:18:21","modified_gmt":"2018-12-24T16:18:21","slug":"world-elvis-poem","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/timhrklit.com\/?page_id=896","title":{"rendered":"World (Elvis Poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"

WORLD<\/strong><\/p>\n

Elvis’s hair obeyed his head. His lips could curl, snarl with<\/p>\n

desire and compassion. He wanted to believe what his parents<\/p>\n

told him. Validated Rock and Roll by serving in the army.<\/p>\n

Faith in the Assembly of God, driving a Cadillac in the<\/p>\n

everlasting image of the resurrected Jesus Christ. Sent him<\/p>\n

to Hollywood then Vegas. Died beyond the stage, lost in a drugged<\/p>\n

stupor of someone else’s greed.<\/p>\n

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Copyright held by author.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Note by author: I wrote this in 1993 I think. I had been an Elvis fan for a long and was working on an Elvis-related project that never reached fruition, but required I research Elvis, dozens of books. I decided to post it after watching the 2017 documentary, The King: The Rise & Fall of Elvis Presley, a great film that not only I thoroughly enjoyed but touched on themes I\u2019ve often thought about in relationship to the life and art of Elvis. I found in the archive and decided to post it on this, the portfolio website.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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