PoetryMarch 2021A Tribute to Lewis Warsh

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It's ok to take a job that pays something at least for a while.

It’s going to be a shock to be back.

It gets dark very early & then there's just night out there.

I felt closer to some of the people in the audience, it was odd to go back that far.

We were probably the two weirdest looking dudes on campus
             & eventually we picked one another out.

I hardly know anyone between last year and this one.

The administration is trying to pretend we’re all friends.

“I like capitalism,” she said—you should have been there.

I might hang out in the city a little longer, but not making any plans.

Now there are flash floods in Colorado -- we're driving from Denver to Santa Fe.

I remember the chaos of Athens—I’m totally in the woods.

I think I need a drink, I can get to the bar at 7, like before

A big bear came onto our little patio and ate all the bird food.

Yesterday was some kind of "fun"—all this solitude, good for my brain.

Yes, let’s definitely meet—but when?

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