HEAVY FOOTFALLS
Your friend Keri said 'Lunch at 2,'
while I wondered what she was
thinking. Seemed awful late to me.
Might as well say Dinner at 3.
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I never knew how things went, so
it mattered little. Drinking heavily
again, I was in Metal Mattel Land,
with all my toy cars and trucks.
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There's a shimmering cimmaron
somewhere that's probably a TV
show waiting for renewal. How those
girls walked with their big, flouncy
skirt is beyond me. Beyonce?
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I watched the huge billboard falling,
as they dismantled it for, instead, one
of those current light-board signs that
ruin the night sky. Can't shill for booze.
Can't shill for tobacco. Lottery is all
the country has left? What sort of
dump is this? Bereft?
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