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Sunday, May 28th, 2017

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deep thoughts -- get yer boots
While digging into a box of miscellaneous papers I've toted around for more years than I care to relate, I found the following poem, written for a Poetry Workshop at ISU in 1974. I will leave you to guess the interpretation thereof. Hint: it's probably not what you think. And for sure, it's not my usual style.

garbage spills forth from my sleeve
the red dog barks!
my ear cowers

does he sniff my arm, whereon
the putrid baked potato skin lies in wait?
yesterday's chowder malevolently anticipates
tonight's french dressing

cry out!
against the rape of the radishes
worse than death, my cucumber virgin
the dog's tail grins as he mops the floor
with salacious caninity

my nose is blue
I cannot swallow the rancid Gainesburgers

drowning in a sea of enzymes

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