Monday, March 03, 2003

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THE FLIGHTPATH

Comeuppance's no stranger
To the howling paper bags
The plastic ghosts of Brooklyn
Circulation: two million
Now evening is preparing to
Lecture on the shade
And neighborhoods are falling
To the wreath of victory's aid
Tomorrow lies weeping
On the blue velour divan
Some strangers playing rummikub
Finesse their time-brigade