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| ***BIO*** Wayne Mason: I live in Central Florida and my work has most recently appeared in "Cokefishing for Alpha Beat Soup" broadside from Alpha Beat Press and is forthcoming in Poetry Motel. Guerrilla Poetics |
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| Death to my friends |
| by Wayne Mason |
| Remember Lakeland
1996 late night downing coffee with big talk on the side How could we ever lose we were the keenest minds in town we thought Discussing Burroughs and writing secret words in spiral notebooks no one would ever read Before rolling down tired roads again and again quarts of beer and strawberry wine This town stretched tight bursting at its seams too small for our big dreams Dig us buzzed or lazily high by downtown lakes watching bums curled on cold concrete Cutting school to steal books Nietze or Thoreau smoking cigarettes trying to look beat Drinking fervently for joy celebration instead of emptiness This whole world at our feet everything exciting overflowing with possibilities We were just waiting, just biding our time making the best of a dead end town One got excited easily then just dumb kids with all the time in the world In our hearts we were naive we could not ever ever lose |
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| July 2005 |