An eyewitness made
A hasty sketch of Death,
Anxious, fit, young,
Wearing a loose jacket
And a tartan scarf,
Rowing a racing scull
Roughly thirty feet
Above the Schuylkill.
About the same time
Rough-looking men
Were offering cash
In bars and barracks
And bath-houses
For reliable information
On his whereabouts.
Soon afterwards, Death
Rowed over the border
Then went to ground.
For some weeks others,
With varying skills,
Made his rounds.
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