LUMBERMAN PEE-POST
In watching the Delaware River fade I grow
bored with a rash of respect. Roll on, river,
roll on. Is this, what, Washington's Crossing,
Yardley, one of the eerie place hugging the
coast of doom - where people died and buried
themselves or were buried by others : men
with lances in their chests, soldiers filled with
lead and shot. The water rolled then, and the
water rolls now. Fade not, oh river, fade not.
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