Friday, March 8, 2013

AT THE BACK




AT THE BACK


of the empty

beach,

a very small boy

in blue-tight

trunks

pees arched-back-

aimless

through a cyclone

fence

in the high yellow

arc of soda pop

youth,

pleased

with his own


endlessness.


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