"It's about words, and words are all I have…"



Leafy cemetery  looks cool   shady     inviting?

Chiaroscuro coaxing me in    Funereal garden goads

I gave up memoir so that my   flights of baroque    should not

trouble my professors    However    Tony Soprano  died yesterday

Could this be the meaning of the prophesy?   You know   of those       ducks

The ones who landed in his pool      He is out of the game now

No longer paralyzed by the fear of death     No longer looking over his shoulder



Summer  2013

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