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Radio
I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark
from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman
Originally, there were five of us. William Logan was on the small pleasure craft with us, but as the weeks went by we were forced
to eat him.
Posted by: cary grant | November 27, 2010 at 04:20 PM
It's true; we're not proud of it. We secured the kidneys, and then were able to concoct a tasty brown sauce with the aid of some seawater and the bottle of soy sauce David carries around with him at all times. Amazingly, two of the men pictured, along with Denise, made it up the ranks to Pelican Scouts in the Offshore Boy Scouts troupe of their youth. The Third Man lives in the sewers underneath Vienna.
Posted by: bipolar berra | July 06, 2013 at 02:44 AM