Saturday, January 3, 2015

6216. MATAMORAS

MATAMORAS
Uptown Saturday night, been there, done
that : same old names and notations. Algebra
Eddie with his techno-firm point and that
checklist that goes to nowhere. I walked
the empty skyway, until they threw me 
off. Flight. Flight. Flight, like a deadly 
bird aloft. I traveled in every direction, 
and crossed the one river after the next 
river 'til I got to Chenango Bridge. 
Narrowsburg, from Milford, all one
sweep  -  Binghamton, Scranton,
and Matamoras too.

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