Saturday, March 9, 2013

Apologetic

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Like transient dogs,

the kind that come and stay on a porch

and leave later: the boys shifted in and out--swept up

through one door and out.

and They were a sorry lot

They were so proficient at being sorry

( it was a wonder anyone ever

accused Them at all)

Suppose that was the point.

remorse was Their method

of shameless safety

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