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Sunday, 18 December 2005 00:21 |
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suburban eyes
for mary
they say the grass
is always greener
on the other side of the street
but when you get there
it's not, it just
looked like that
for a minute there,
& then it's gone. you re in
the same old place only the people
are changed,
& the surroundings,
& the quality of life
which is not there. only you
are the same, everything else
is completely different.
now you are not there,
no, now you are the thing
that has changed
or has not changed
in all the confusion. you carry
all the places you ve been
around inside of you
the virginia countryside,
paterson, new jersey,
the apartments on the east side
of detroit, the northwest side,
in oak park. & now the house
where you brought me
to be all the men in your life
absent like your father,
present like your two husbands,
or like the uncles who mis-
used you as a child
just like that, there were too
many of them, & only the one
of me at hand. so,
although
i was there to stay
you sent me away
& as fate would have it,
the woman i had left for you
took me back
into the city
& into her heart again
where i intend to remain
(this is not,
by the way,
a monk piece. monk
never left
the middle
of the city
& consequently,
of course,
the city
never left monk.
& as for me, well,
i should have stayed there
in the heart
of the city
where i sure enough belong
oak park,
michigan
may 30, 1984
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