contumelious aching
hands
hug
the
memory
of his only
selfmade drum
\ NOW
incredible beats
are
cracked shell
& flop skin
dry scraping glory barren
this winter wears
a black leather
cruiser jacket
&
Mr. Hawk
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drives
the fast ice wind
?
/ synchronism \
last dollar
given
to horizontal beggar
at
the
gallery
of
my first
art exhibition
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