INNER SEARCH
(these two are from ’70 or ’71; they were part of 50 poems that
I read in 10 minutes, at the Iguana Café, back in ’90 or so; that
was the night I met the late, great Dr. Noah Young, who was playing
bass that night, with his jazz trio. Bless that guy!)
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Went to Lost & Found
looking for myself,
and, there I was…
looking for something!
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TO BE REVISED
Two hundred and twenty-seven million,
one hundred and thirty-two thousand,
nine hundred and three
soldiers killed.
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