April 25
The Rand-McNally “Lights To Literature”, Number II
incense of an old book,
yellow, mean pages,
birthmarked with blemishes,
worried, cracking spine
the writing in the front
and the folded page corners,
snoozing on the shelf:
tired, split
prostitution.
chalkdust
you can see their brains cupped in their skulls
like caught insects,
plinking at the glass,
dumb, gnatted, lacey eyes.
noses pink as erasers
the cold is moving in,
relative, stringy,
speaking of arithmetic
and battle dates
the naked,
barebacked trees
stand slumped
as thumbing hitchhikers
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