nathan martin

Rookie (uno 16 80 / oregon)

Schizo Chess Master - Poem by nathan martin

hopscotch gray ash leper.

quicker to the tray with the
embers still burning.

he smells of malt urine and
pall mall ciggeretts.

so steady his genius through
yellow tar stained fingers.

leaping briliantly over checkered tiles
in the park.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012

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