
I discovered once
that I wasn’t
far from Troy
I don’t know if
I really considered
going but that
it was in the world
like I was
the woman
turned right
after she began
singing yeah that’s
me and I’m
not going to give her
twenty so I gave
her nothing
at all. Why would I want
to roam in that long
hot desert. It was
the digging I
wanted when I was
a kid. The train came
I got on I got
off. I guess I wanted to live
in America & that’s
what I got. Here’s a man
playing a horn. Forty
years I live in New
York. Tree spindling
in the sky. It’s this way not
that.