50th Reunion
"Softly Whispering I Love You"
---English Congregation--1972
It was a kind of rife
tactically attempting
doggy on a waterbed
Or contemplating True
Inseam in the clang of bells
and platforms.
The 50th ponders
perspective that I have,
and knees that I don’t.
My wife wants to
scout out an old
flame of mine
and I want to
avoid the palpable
mysteries of antiquity
and such like
boats disappearing
from the waterfronts
this fall in Maine
The deciduous marina
softly whispering
I love you.
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