Sunday, July 21, 2013

New Poem: Singing Outlaw



Singing Outlaw
taking wine home in a black nylon bag
then taking it down in a dark room with grandfather clock pendulous
chopped remains of a chifferobe piled in front of the mantel piece
a long feathered Homburg on the cot
like most of a pheasant
I feel safe here doing favors for rustic milk maids
cops ignore the boondocks
good place to hide
sheepskin hanging in the shadow

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