Half-mast


somebody not my agent
loved what i wrote once
and booked me a flight
down to San Diego
at the counter when i did a
ticket exchange
told ‘em
i wasn’t gonna read
in
Flagstaff.
besides,
I've already seen one of those
that looked
like mine
-and i miss Kennedy today
that's all

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