April 10 am
Sangria sundown--
next day we'd lost your truck, roamed
Mission streets, howling.
-for LP
April 10 pm
Thin as June crickets,
Jack and me, asleep out back
with the bicycles.
Friday, April 11, 2008
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Fifty miles. Seventeen syllables. No power steering.
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