When I arrived in Mike’s under the Stillwell Avenue
subway station I spotted Abie drinking a Bud
two empty cans already on the counter
surprised to see him at eleven in the morning
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Another great snippet. Sure would like to know what the box is.
Charles, you're a great compassionate poet but maybe sometimes there is not a way out...
It is not an easy thing to escape, to runaway from or ignore. It is there and must be dealt with. Hopelessness and sadness all in one Charles. Patricia
excellent, pretty much an accumulation of several things you do right in your poems and them all happening at the same time within one very good poem.