is sitting
room.
Stickball
remains
like dancing?
so what:
The plebiscite
its
concupiscence
in the
morning.
No spoken
litmus on
the violence.
it’s
madness.
This is the last movie.
Burn the
atheist
a cigarillo.
City kids,
we move.
Not A Poem
All Told — Jared Chipkin