Monday, August 20, 2012

 

Two flee the catty Arts


for farming, real, dirt, not
Gentleman. Traverse mud-

dy fields for planting, bosky
dells for mushrooms. They

advance in this rough trade
when one, alas, passes.

Media dwells on former career and
mentions "long-time companion"--

no tough deal in the blue states. In
reds, a fact imagined like mosques.

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