Concrete Images Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Concrete Images

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He was hanged
in the yard
near the Yellowstone

What a guy! he offers
the gnarled old man his seat -
jumps off next stop!

'That's fecking good! '
sings the uncouth
creep in jeans

Ashamed of shaking
hands, he bends
close to the fork.

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