Wednesday, June 14, 2006
St. Vincent
My thrift-store friend
has no money.
I have a little.
Tonight we’ll slide
down the gray Missouri
throwing foreign coins
at a midnight moon.
It could have been the wind, yes, I suppose that's right.
My thrift-store friend
has no money.
I have a little.
Tonight we’ll slide
down the gray Missouri
throwing foreign coins
at a midnight moon.
