A road led there
Where once they chose grief
Frail alders mark their graves
Passing in the Subaru…
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St. James Infirmary Blues
True national anthem
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Autumn storm warm wind
Leaves dancing
The withered ones
Death’s butterflies
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Next time I saw you
You were my anima
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Spent the weekend with many aging happy people
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Today I’m reading about the unborn
Planet of the Blind 
I am so happy right now I could donate my shoes to the next life!
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When Asked, I Admit To The Crime Of Theft
And To The Sin Of Envy But Not Pride
bgfay – November 5, 2018
(with apologies to Stephen Kuusisto)
A road led there, but it was a dark place
and the weather had turned from apples
past pumpkins into some place beyond
the celebration of all the saints.
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Cocaine Blues, The National Anthem,
but not Nearer My God To Thee
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Someone else’s winter storm sends
our leaves dancing, running hard to the east
dead butterflies in the colors of the monarchs
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Next time I saw you
I was unrecognizable or maybe
simply forgotten.
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Spent the weekend by the side of the pool.
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Today, I’m listening for a horse in a desert
La, la, la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la, la la.
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