RONNIE FORESTER, GARBAGE MAN, LOOKS AT THE STARS ABOVE
Okay, so the Astros tied up the World Series
Ronnie, amid the thunks of garbage, leans his head back
and practically touches the stadium of pin points of light
above his head.
Stay, darkness, stay, so I can perceive
or think I do, the meaning of life, is there a purpose
a god or godDESS, does the woman on the North Hills route
fancy me or is it just a fancy of mine, Good God,
of mine alone. And the dogs bark as we trespass
their crunchy leaves.
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