Friday, December 28, 2007

9. Curiosity . . .

Curiosity . . .
(I cannot decide which one I like best.)

1
I went downtown to visit my father
in the skid-row hotel he was living in.
In the lobby the medics were
wheeling out a body. The man
had stuck his head thru the
broken window of the elevator door
to see if the elevator was coming.
It came.

2
The body of the young man.
Under the white sheet.
In the skid-row hotel.
He had stuck his head
thru the broken window of
the elevator door
to see if the elevator was coming.
It came.

3
In the skid-row hotel lobby.
Under the white sheet.
The body of a young man.

Sticking his head
through the broken window
of the elevator door
to see if it was coming.

It came

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