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THIS BODY...?

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This body you got?

            that you found yourself seat-belted in

            like some little red Radio Flyer

            that night you came-to in the OB ward...

this body you bombed around the

planet in like some high-octane

babe-magnet Triumph SR3 fueled

            on the endless river of hormones

            running through it, all piss and

            vinegar and adrenaline... this body

that lusted for all those other sweet young

candy-apple-cute showroom models

cruising the strip all chromed up?

 

This body you’re stuck in now?

            with the snowball’s chance in hell of getting

            one more inspection sticker? that you kick


            yourself for not servicing more regularly?

this body no silver-tongued used-car

dealer couldfoist on anything loftier

than the local parts-salvage junkyard?

 

This body being towed at the end of your parade?

            it’s waxing you philosophical, am I right?

            helping you work on letting go, on sitting


back and just enjoying the scenery of all

that mileage disappearing like some Triple-A

travelogue slide-show-in-reverse in the

            rearview mirror... leaving you lost in your

            Lake Wobegon dealership dreams…

            where all the models are good lookin’...

            and all the warranties above average…

Dover-Foxcroft's Rogue Poet Laureate since... well, OK... only 2010