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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

You Picked a Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille

every good boy deserves… something
or so they said to us all in class
play any Marvin Gaye song to this
and demand answers
from the family brain trust
in a game of rock/paper/scissors
do i keep playing rock?
locked with antlers of second guesses
between visits to the chiropractor
i notice sunset in the door glass
it makes sage smoke over this year’s dance
evokes the genetic component to music
it might take a village
to raise the infant asleep in my arms


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