Pap Doodle

“The sun sets unevenly and the people
go to bed.

The night has a thousand eyes.
The clouds are low, overhead.

Every night it is a little bit
more difficult, a little

harder. My mind
to me a mangle is.”

— Robert Creeley (Chasing the Bird)

I’m sitting in a coffee shop
reading a book of Beat poetry, looking

to see the answers to questions
I’ve yet to ask myself.

Where’d I put them?

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