You think
you know where you’re going
But some
agent of Libitina comes and you find
You’ve
turned a corner and are going
Somewhere
else entirely. There are three men
In a bar on Third
Avenue who this
morning
Set out for Muncie
to be judges
At a pumpkin
fest. (The pumpkins of Muncie
Are relieved
they’ll not be judged this year).
Some time
around twilight one of them
Will suggest
going home. We intend
For him to
take the long way round
And visit Hy
Brasil along the way.
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