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greatpoetryFrom the Adult Drive In
Gabrielle Calvocoressi
VIII.
As the hushed crowd pushes into the night
What night? It was never dark in that town.
the concession stand is swept by the boy
White shirt, those ribs like branches of broom.
who is too young to work there, who lives
I never knew any children. Where did they live?
in a motel on the turnpike; abandoned
O the poverty of my splayed legs.
cars, topless bars and salesmen littering
How I wanted the freeway to save me
his vision like Kleenex that covers the pasture
from myself, fallen in the razed fields
like snow, feathers, thrush in the virgin's mouth.
I, II, III, IV, V, VI (favorite), VII
Gabrielle Calvocoressi
VIII.
As the hushed crowd pushes into the night
What night? It was never dark in that town.
the concession stand is swept by the boy
White shirt, those ribs like branches of broom.
who is too young to work there, who lives
I never knew any children. Where did they live?
in a motel on the turnpike; abandoned
O the poverty of my splayed legs.
cars, topless bars and salesmen littering
How I wanted the freeway to save me
his vision like Kleenex that covers the pasture
from myself, fallen in the razed fields
like snow, feathers, thrush in the virgin's mouth.
I, II, III, IV, V, VI (favorite), VII
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