Essay on Life
Car hits woman
on five-star horoscope day,
her copy of ‘That’s Life’
flying through the air.
The girl I love, loves
someone else who loves
another; it’s like preferential
voting, even Condorcet would
be proud. Or the turbulent
cryptic cross-word puzzle
that asks for the generalisation
Ned Kelly, our phys. ed. teacher said,
echoing from the megaphone
mounted to the front porch
of all country stations – J.J. Cale’s
Cocaine jumping softly in the background.
poem by James P. Quinton
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nice.
Thanks Fe.