Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Saint Monday

Without a raincoat
I can not go out
looking for work
so I sit in the kitchen
looking at old snapshots:

the dead at parties
or at the beach,
you nude at three
reading the New York Times!
Love, it is winter:

the summer broke us.
I might find work
before next Sunday
so we can take a stroll
with money in cold weather.

(c) Alan Dugan

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