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DAVE ROSKOS

Poem for Michael

I hope death is not an ordeal
a swirl of bureaucracy
& paperwork
waiting rooms
& confrontations with clerks
in windowless cubicles

or is it a cocktail party
that never ended
where everyone is young again
& doesn’t have a drinking problem

Long Live Michael Pingarron!

Captain Ahab
one wild eye
bent mouth
slurred speech
incendiary poems
spat like grenades
full of seeds