POST-SUN SALUTATION
FONZI ALONE / IN HIS QUARTERS / ABOVE THE CUNNINGHAM'S GARAGE / FORKS A BREAKFAST NUMINOUS / HIS BARE CHEST / SHINING WITH LINIMENT OIL / HE LIFTS AN EGG POACHED / TO HIS MOUTH / AND REGARDS THE LIGHT / OF DAY / EASING THROUGH / THE TRANSOM / COCKED OPEN / SET TO CATCH THE BREEZE / AND BO DIDDLEY WONDERS / WHO DO YOU LOVE? / WHO DO YOU LOVE? / CLOSING THE SPORTS PAGE / AS THE LAST OF IT / GOES DOWN / HIS THOUGHTS TURN / TO HIS CONSORTS / AND HOW / AFTER THE DAY'S / LABORS AND REWARDS / HE'LL MOVE THROUGH / THEIR RANKS / HIS RAIMENT BLACK AS THE VOID / LOVE THROBBING LIKE AN ENGINE / IN THE WHOLE PERISHABLE WORLD / AND AS THE BREATH FLUTTERS / BEHIND HIS RIB CAGE / HE RESTS HIS / HANDS ON HIS KNEES / PALMS DOWN TO THE DENIM / AND RECITES A PRAYER / FOR THE VIEWERS AT HOME
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Wonderful. A revelation.
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