Monday, October 31, 2022

ONE A.M. NEAR WHERE THE CENTRAL POST OFFICE USED TO BE


In couples or alone, shades 

Cross the wide square

One leads a dog; a few

Carry packages. Two horses

Pull three deceased friends

In a carriage. There's ample roon

But they sit close together.

One of them thinks about you;

He calls to your grandfather's ghost

That you are still in the world.

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