Saturday, June 18, 2011

lines scratched from a green notebook

reading a poet
who had this vision
of snapping the ligaments

of his right knee
and holding a green notebook
written in arabesques

it was then
he knew he'd be a poet
well for me

i was 19 and dreamt
i'd grown grey-haired
bushy-beard and tattooed

looking a bit like berryman
well ok two of the three became true
and remains so

tho who knows how it
might end
except but for maybe berryman

taking that plunge off an icy bridge
and the insertation of that fact into this text
let's us cut short this little narrative


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