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dave roskos | poem written while listening to the new music quartet playing alban berg’s string quartet opus 3
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POEM WRITTEN WHILE LISTENING TO THE NEW MUSIC QUARTET PLAYING ALBAN BERG’S STRING QUARTET OPUS 3
the dominion of dreams
darkens decadent doorknobs
dropping drearily down —–
upon the hate-hardened noggins
of demented carnival clowns
wringing dishwater out of their frowns
in all night laundromats
in the city’s heroin districta volunteer army of addicts
narco squad clashes with crackhead brigade
police retreat
crackheads resume occupation of tent city
demand decriminalizationPARKS AT RISK
dog walkers & buskers decry new ordinances
vandalism of surveillance cameras continuesmail-order heart attack
a crust of bread
super-glue shoe repair
muddy work boot abandonthe great not caring
reverberates above the
music of the machines
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