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Mike of the castles

Updated: 6 hours ago


"This is the end

Beautiful friend"

(J. Morrison)


who was wispy as his Dean Martin hair and sweetly ingratiating smile

can make Mike, at his Venetian window

turning a prize apple in his hand


who greets the signora & daughter as do all the stoop-shouldered--

as does Mike (alone!)-- a proud grocer

rehomed here like a bloodied apron & so much parcel string.


I sensed, too, the elegant shiny trophy would be gutted, cruelly stormed

by something like a lost wife and son

corrupting childhood angel in me even saw that!,


& charred lungs... and the vacant steely front, years later, of his defeated

castle, empty stained and unwept like the streets

and skies


(2024)








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