I lose my job & run out of benefit I’m in Mexico where it’s not so easy to freeze. I’ll scavenge what I can & steal my neighbors’ water. I’ll get reckless & confuse it with life full tilt: jump bail, sharpen shank for associates, fall beneath their pig-sticking luminosity, the fear of the Lord …

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I want to thank whoever marches through hell so that I might walk around unmolested. And while I’m at it let me thank the losers of loved ones in wartime, families and friends who deal with the bright lights of grief. You’re more deserving than I. What have I done with this blessing, these missions …

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