Love & Fame & Death & Love

Death prefigured, Bones,
might as well choose life
or love, for now,
& focus, fame, on those who give it
& take, take, take until
you go, go, go away, and then:

looking another way and the end near, fleeting flame,
old days g-g-gone, shriveled Allen courts his fame a final time,
the hands of a handsome youth,
but the want bone dies with the body bone,
you can want it like last breath, but dead is dead
& fame fails to animate the ashes over New Jersey.

I may be wrong remembering
as ashes & air mingle & blackbirds caw
(or are they shorebirds lost chuckling?)
what song I hear tonight sad singers, dead poets, all:
love & fame & death & love
one sad song mumbled for eternity en-masse