the park
Matt Robinson
so
after $5.89 for 2
used books,
($6.00 really, because
i didn’t want change),
i’ll walk down barrington st.-
in all its sticky post-rain
moistness.
i’ll read (alvarez’s) “new poetry”
and keep my thumb under
the cover:
ignoring that evil freckle-
(yesterday’s new acquaintance).
i’ll walk to parks that i
don’t know;
notice
statues,
monuments,
and the cemetery
by that school
that dad went to,
(and stop- to take a look).
i’ll say hello to dogs,
but
ignore their owners
(and that pen-mark
oddity; my
sickly thumb tattoo.)
