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& With That I Pass

Mike Brennan


My voice is abandoned like a vacant lot
Or a boarded house
Imitating a victorious army barracks
Or an emancipated slave ship
Sailing solitarily
After a triumphant mutiny along
Ancient waters
Tides determining the journey
With supplies squandered long ago
& weary lives passing under
The rudders
On this course set
By exploding stars
& irrelevant maps
& as one & all
Jumped overboard
I quietly agreed
Because I knew if I
Accidentally discovered me
I would be left treading water
In a squall & a flash
As every companion
Has been both
A cannibal & a magician
Performing disappearing acts
Before I even could pull the
Rabbit out of my hat
& this salutation
Is not worth the price of ink
But is an ancestral stamp
An X marking the spot
A swan song sung
For the long gone dead
With a music which I paid no mind
Since everything is epitomized
By the idyllic you I burgled once I had broken through
Your confidential quarters simply to
Ask for your company
To the Saint Vitas Dance
& you said...
& with that I pass.



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