Thursday, October 10, 2013

Appearances (Jack Darrow)

Last Rites

I should not continue
the swell and fall
of black embroidery
beneath his widow’s breast.


Inadequate glow
beneath the dome light,
a cheat pecks
through spare change
for his wedding ring


Beauty took the vacant seat
beside me on the bus.
I ignored her
so people would think
we were together.

—Jack Darrow

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