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Open Poetry #46

PRAIRIE HEAT

shirtless
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since 2006-04-29

Posts 359

0 posted 2010-02-27 12:20 PM

PRAIRIE HEAT

found him
at least a month
hot summer dead
in the closed windowed
upper bedroom
of the sagging farmhouse

some bones
already
bare as amnesia

maggots
numerous enough to be heard
bringing his insides outside

beneath the broken spine
of the barn
I syphoned gasoline
from a crippled tractor
and cremated him
in the farmhouse pyre

drove the hundred miles
to Calgary
the stench
forever visible in the rearview mirror

and after shift
when we leave the slaughterhouse
for The Broken Stallion
Larry and Brett
never ask
why the first drink
is always
“to my father”

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Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

1 posted 2010-02-27 08:30 PM

Yo Shirtless,

This poem is well done. It's one of the better ones that I have read this year.

Bobby

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