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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