DENVER POEM
(’71) I used to travel on business
continuously in those days, staying
at various Holiday Inns, mostly.)
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-A mile high…
-Wondering,
where in existence
are buried
the dreams of childhood…
-Did they climb
on that soap bubble
with the bright hues,
drifting towards
oblivion?
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