Spending the summer
Sorting the past
Unceremoniously to the dumpster
Two Zeppelin LPs
The letters Natalie wrote
When I was in prison
Musty bylines ask to be preserved
Desperate to seem important
The addiction of the printed name
Worse than heroin
Embrace the lot in armfuls
Pitch without hesitation
Better to review
and bury the past
Before the young imagine
it holds answers
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2 comments:
Oh, man, throwing out the LP's. That is painful.
Lamar
This is really sad, PG.
Very moving.
Well-written.
Tina
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