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Red Brick Wine

by Gregory Severance

encounter words psychedelia has been asleep

    in books in art in the stockade at Fort Ord struggling
    
        in museums writing with pokeberry juice on ripped pages



pluck flowers from the garden rabbit traps sand fleas

    fearing opening boxes repudiate July haze
    
        six years ago on July Fourth on a roof in Brooklyn
        
            a smoked joint



rides in the country

    courtyard fountains white ash in the grill
    
        cigarette butts on the pavement around the table



red skin of my forearms

    new tee-shirt from my mother
    
        lake ripple sandy blanket
        
            washlines in desert sun cast fluttering shadow



storytellers envy wisdom of experience stretching dendrites

    quivering flowers in wooden boxes jut out from second floor windows

        New Orleans bathed in sunlight bottle of wine

            interposed twixt me and the red bricks


July 22, 1994

POETRY

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