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ZPZ

C Ra McGuirt

FOR STUART




Somehow, I find
myself in Chicago
ensconced in the Hilton
my wife making up
for Zappa plays Zappa
where I’ll meet my Brother
in everything countable
other than blood.


This could be a dream.
If so, I accept it.
My wife asks if she looks
quite
tarty enough.


I give my approval;
We’ll be hearing Dweezil
doing his Daddy
with Cash on my shirt,


a silver chain sporting
the letters of Life,
an earring of silver--


three moons and two Stars.

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