September 10, 2007

Absent Friends

We all thought you'd find your
own private island: kick back
and enjoy your fame.
We didn't think
it'd be like this.

I was walking through the death of summer
and thinking about absent friends.

Baked in an oven of your own devising!
Bones can't bleach inside a tin can.
You can't even be:
Food for the fishes -
Chow for coyotes.

You just can't tell a man anything.


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