HASTEN MY HAND TO
SOMETHING NEW
Now that I've pledged my allegiance to this
goldmine of the living world, I - like Atlas -
can claim I will hold up the world? I doubt
that again, and again. Don't let my flags
unfurl : I am not a kingly warrior and
will stand, really, for nothing at all.
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I look out across the Main Street alley
Honesdale, PA- there's a '49 Dodge
parked there; an old stinker from
Brooklyn with old New York plates;
the guy said he drove here last Summer
and just parked it - an eye-catcher for
his little store. He and his wife have a little
jumble-shop of used goods and clothing.
Seems now like it's closed up, with a lot
of funny stuff for free on a rack out front.
New Year's Resolution? House-cleaning
for them.
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Ahem, and oh well. That's the way it goes.
To tell the truth, it's not really how it goes
at all. It goes however it and we've got
no control. So, give me that flag again.
I wish to plant it on my hill
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