Saturday, December 11, 2010

Michael J. Cluff

Death will dash by
my leftmost finger on my right hand
funny how it sidles in and out
as it is wont to do.

Passing me along
to another day
it will skip and prance
over a cypress
between a juniper
and besides a banyan
to come down hard
on Burke Clarke Arias
and set his heart to stop

That man wears
a watch fop
like Uncle Harlan
once did
a movie extra
during the mid to near late sixties.

His head now tomato red
as is his silk tie
draped over the stick shift
still racheting his tender
teacup rose raw shaven neck.

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