Just recently
I emailed April
To ask for help
Why is it
I can't even
Seem to buy
My way into
Respectability
And friendship
With another
Living poet
Writing in
Isolation means
I've been assigned
To tack in the harbor
And run with the current
Only so far down as
Outerbridge Crossing
Not even reaching
Sandy Hook
To say nothing
Of straying to
Points farther south
And beyond
Saturday, December 1, 2012
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