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Collected Poetry

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Diesel Eddy  

Book three of impromptu trilogy.

  The Evening Light Dislodging a Sudden Thrill


Hail fell.  The day progressed in its casual way
and those things that happened became malevolent
and remorseless in a progression that discharged
car wrecks and despair, or the smoke trailing

from cigarettes left to burn in glass ashtrays.  If
he was lucky he missed an easy shot in a pool hall
or sat with an assemblage of young, unshaven men
sheltered from a dark sky where no one wished

for more than the toll from what could be met
as a thrill.  And this was, and would remain
the essential currency of their awkward lives
which they bartered, stole, or used as insult

when the chance presented itself; then they left
with few virile reasons to begin the stroll home.



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