SHANK SAW REDEMPTION

Angie doesn’t want to play
with Joel anymore
Wanting some stimuli
above the waist as
a change
But in the interim
she’s set sight on Shank
whose piercings she finds
mildly deflecting
It’s a new circle
for the gals
The pile of broken hearts
already stale below
crushed out cigarette butts
coated with natural lip
stick shades

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BINDINGS

When I heard him call my name, it was as soft as a baby's yawn in my ear
before it faded into the rush of traffic up and down Milwaukee Avenue. The
gray overcast Sunday afternoon left shadows where nothing stood and created
the illusion of his being wherever I looked for him - but he was not. I got
on the rail car, half expecting to see him, half knowing how impossible that
was and sat as alluringly as I could...for the illusion if nothing else...and
knew, wherever he was, he probably wasn't thinking of me.