affection for a bald spot
bobbing
on a bike
below me
making neighborhood inquiries
Have I seen an old white dog?
Have you checked behind the RV? No,
And he makes his way to the squatting lot, muttering
anthropologies and rosaries, and I stay here, muttering,
poetries and the trees fall down leaf by leaf
the way paranoids lose their memories.
Talking to yourself up there!
O good you found your dog!
Max likes to run off where no one can see him drool,
He needs me to wipe his mouth, A friend said something similar to me
just the other day, Yeah? says bald spot,
tugging his Max along, Yeah, I am thinking of J
barefoot the day before his trial, J said
"I need a friend to defend me
but everytime I ask for help I drool,"
Get your friend a rag, That's funny cuz J drips rags
and honest fear, punk that he is, facing down more jail
like a house already gutted offers her windows to thieves, dare,
Well, thanks for the help, No problem, Enjoy the roof,
I mean to, there's nowheres to go,
& I mean it
there's a peace here like good dirt in a graveyard
(graveyards have good dirt, & yknow why)
& he bikes away & here it ends.
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