Tuesday, February 12, 2008
A Gray Wig
if I could hesitate if I could spin faster who
stood at the extreme back corner of his class
as if playing Beethoven or Bach counted more
than a gray wig if I could catch up with my queue
my good friend mentor teacher who later suicided
these might match photos of good years together
to useless memories the uncorrected present
wiser faces marked with genuine experience
then scrambled forward in the nick of time
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