Sunday, May 13, 2012

Got The Queen

 Got her.  Figurehead.  Plastered
on the forehead of some ship
and coin navigating oceans.  Truculent.
With family and infamy.  Pensive
matriarch.  In Ontario spring
shuffled away, her sons and daughters
everywhere.  Reminder.  Like
an antique, back shelf.  I listened
to the radio in 1954.  In this world
of everything is seen, YouTube, what
is worth hiding — even for prestige?


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