on reading Buk's "an empire of coins"

I sit, pensive,
not quite warm
nor cold,
as gulls disturb
the peaceful quiet,
assisted by a noisy Cessna above,
and I read:

"a woman's a woman, I say,
and I put my binoculars
between
her
kneecaps and I can see where
empires have fallen."

and I want to
put down the pen
forever.



November 1, 2009.

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