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Poet
in the park
a simple view of heaven
obscured by nightinvites me to pause
cement sidewalkno food on this bench .
in that library
there are books of grammar
and historywhere I shall not
read nowthat verse draws near .
in this blood of ink
stubborn habit and custom
that take my penthe hand and brain
set to scribblewithout .
TIJUANA GRINGO |
Tijuanimagen :
Parque/Park |