Classic Poem

buncha hardboil guys frum duh A.C. fulla
hooch kiddin eachudder bout duh clap an
talkin big how dey could kill
sixereight cops — " I sidesteps im an draws
back huly jeezus " — an — " my
specialty is takin fellers' goils away
frum dem " — " somebody hung uh gun on
Marcus " — " duh Swede rolls down tree flights an Sam
begins boxin im on duh
koib " — you
know
alotta sweet bull like dat
...suddenly
i feels so lonely fer duh good ole days we
spent in '18 kickin duh guts outa dem
doity frogeaters an humpin duh
swell janes on
duh boollevares an wid tears
streamin down my face i hauls
out uh glask an offers it tuh duh whole gang accrost
duh table — " fellers
have some
on
me " — dey was petrified.

De room swung roun an crawled up into
itself,
an awful big light squoits down my spine like
i was dead er sumpn:next i

knows me(er
somebody is sittin in uh green
field watchin four crows drop into
sunset, playin uh busted harmonica.