Sunday, January 5, 2020

12,443. THE NEXUS OF PLATICOMB

THE NEXUS OF PLATICOMB
Fire-lit. It is the street to
burn. Third Avenue. I'm am
thinking. Headed south? But, 
where does it go? Blonde ladies
blindly doing their suffragette?
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Here's is the corner. Fame's
own taxis lived here. Wasburn 
and Mikulak. Jackson and Von 
Vechton too. I will hold forth.
My arms are ready.
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The scissor-like legs of the
ladies at play are cutting the
air as they pass. The wrinkle 
to any of this is only in my
heart and we end up speaking
about dogs and the dark.
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I knew all this when I knew it
all. Back before the turn of that 
century that did us all in.

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