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At The Cemetery
Writing is a gamble
we put in our words,
pull the slot
and read back our
cherries and lemons --
the object is to publish
our addiction
to connect with a reader
our casinos, the clan-forums
of acceptance and rejection
The poet
(excluding the jingle writer) --
least paid-out of all
literary devotionals --
priest and parishioner of countrysides
and hearts, secretly, vainly wonders
if his life’s refrain
but another of man’s many dear epitaphs
summaries in stone
unweeded
and forgotten --
Copyright ©
Joe Dimino
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