Swing Poem by Casey Rock

Swing

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problems and children without names,
that is—
nameless problems and children—bruised, drunken
prodigies
swinging from the living room rafters, emitting a faintly
(un)
holy glow instead of crying again
or going to more work
Delirious
Gorgeous but oh so—

Friday, August 5, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: children,problems
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