3438. BRAINIAC MOON

BRAINIAC MOON

(Delaware Water Gap, Pennsylvania, 2012)

Do not dismember the softball girls' team, keep

strong all the people from the Alamo Pantry, and -

lastly - remember to feed well the men in the

lancet choir at St. Mary the Merry Martyr Songster

Troupe tryouts. There will never be anything like

these again. Ever. (I would know, I would. The

chief antagonist of Edward Boray, the tax

accountant from Mount Rouge).

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The sun goes up on the mountain ledge and

then that same sun, some fifteen hours later,

goes down on the opposite ridge. East to

west and not strange at all. Sunsets I love :

fir trees gleaning, dark boughs in hiding, a

few straggly Pennsylvania deer peeking out.

Grasslands and old cornfields vying for

space together. And then (like some

Goddess too), the big lunar bubble.

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Over in the tiny nowhere town, I sit.

The girl with huge breasts insists on

bringing me coffee and pie. I should

resist for sure but, (my God and

more), I will simply give it up and

accept everything she brings me.