Monday, September 1, 2008

#11

frank cauley stands at the back
of a line that stretches alllllll
             the way round
the supermarket 
that crisp and cool morning in boston, ma
he is up earlier than normal
he feels tired and
disjointed from the images and men and women
moving all around them
he entreats you to sleep
the way he wishes he was right now


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