MORTON STREET
Without really knowing where I was,
I kept going - 'round one of these
old streets after another. That was
long ago. Now, there are no longer
carbines in the attic windows. The
old parrot shop is long gone. And
anyone lingering is probably doped
up. We've lost all that mettle we once
had, back before even AIDS knew
how to add.
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