Friday, February 15, 2013

Poem: e ra s ure




for Andrew Goodman


autumnslap of leather on the

ran
off tackle

bur ied

slashedlipstoCentral

granite


atethrougha

you ran


and I to chestertown
Home Of Cherryblossoms

- SHERIFF
HURLS AGITATOR
-
thru Woolworth’s
glass

snagsinthehands

(you went

did they make you
down

run, Andy
to miss iss ippi

under whirling lights
air buzz ed

before they hid you
bloss oms

sodden

in the dam?


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