centipedal lights
move along
Newman Ave
as my shadow
grows, disap-
pears and
comes again
as often as
telephone polls
Resurrected from the archives via Allison who had fallen in love with it once upon a time, had "borrowed" it, and just returned it this week
written sometime between 1976 and 1982
I told you this poem existed! :)
ReplyDeleteWell, I did recall it. But if I had gone looking for it would not have been able to find it (before now)!
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