Thursday, September 17, 2015

IMMUNITY

Presently—like swollen chunks 
of Indian 

Summer-black
cold patch—perspiring away
in last winter's

holes in the road, 
he noticed—

he was

never!
on any-
one else's home
turf anymore—be-

cause he 
could 

always just
bring these 
neat little pinch-

doses—of his 

own stuff 
along with—
wherever he'd go.