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By Jack Joseph Smith
Cindy, Beautifully tragic LEAVING Flowers of Rotodendron
At the door of her exit, A man following, wabbling in the
Late afternoon. Mellow though in his drunkenness and
loss of possibly three days sleep, They kiss by
A car at the curb of a brick laid street. The
landscape and homes are of ivy and a more redish
brick, They are the American English upper middle
class,
Her smile while Leaving in the car is of a graceful
loving, which means she is wise. A women
of this world, who's instinct has not only thought
About but had to deal with THE Abstract
Back in the home this man now cut down by
it, that has the Ability to make people smile
At his madness, he is standing above in the
delicate livingroom of his parents home, looking
at himself in the mirror (the frames of the glass