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Crossing the Meridian
by Larry Sawyer
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For Gregory Corso

Answer me now as I ask
you this concrete question
Nothing more than this
can be read
your zebra of consciousness
if I retell the past quicker
than you can answer it
a woman has died
a man has died
a man has died and the
quiet toll of cloud bells
encompassing politics &
sex answers me now
nights of wooden eyes
forging flesh upon the backs
of galaxies
your elixir of drunken glass
is it not enough to stretch once
yawn and return to your dull
eternity of orange juice afternoons?
The voices have stopped
inside my head...
I visited you in zoos
caged poet gargling your
brilliant passageways
choose one now
we can't return from whence
we came
I will be there someday to awaken
you from
your sleep of neon & vestibules
hoping to reach you long distance
as we all must face the fact...

Weird czar of the infinite and evening
the long hallway yawns before us
& my phone bill has become the
only poem I now know
I toss these verbs to the birds
in the park
rise across the ages
your freedom has...

You've now become a soft solo
of spring rain
floating home to Italy
reaching finally what
you fatally murmered
I've erased my ears replacing them
with the panic of reality...
I hope to catch you in the horse
latitudes
saxophonic traveler
of frozen sands.

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