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Friday, February 10, 2006


Taking the Folks for a Ride
By Mike County


Stinking, dreaming out loud
in balloons overhead
overheard.
Handle arcade change like


peep show quarters;
ate for years, but
wouldn’t put lips to food.
Nowadays he reads from


the Collected Charles Whitman,
spray paints his own poems
to a canvas stretched
with old cinema screens.


Holes enough
to drive both parents through.

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