Trailer Park on Air Force Base
to melody of Flood of '72:
I am in a trailer park on
an Air Force base in Florida
cramped in Tampa
Bay
and wondering if today is Christmas
or just the twenty-second of December,
But I don't remember
because the members of my creation
can't bear such a presence in these quarters,
at least when we are in front of one another,
so right now I am standing by the water
watching cargo planes touch down with graceful terror--
But around me
are all these things like palms
from other places we forget
and brown beaches
thick with mud and carcasses
of armadillos.
Nonetheless I have my health
and the wind to blow away the smell.
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