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He should have stayed home and didn’t move beyond
seeing himself in the windows of the storefronts, Vegas,
Rodeo Drive,. . .
In the impossible, we bring home to roost
a discordant feeling—widow buttons in all black
still with our funeral rings.
It sounds like someone wound up the wrens
and let them go, let them chatter across your lawn
The strange career of Roger Sherman—the “Great Compromiser.”
Of twinks and the men who love to exploit them.
While labor leaders drag their feet about police unions, members demand radical change.