Tom Wayman Poems

After a while the body doesn't want to work.
When the alarm clock rings in the morning
the body refuses to get up. 'You go to work if you're so
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Nothing. When we realized you weren't here
we sat with our hands folded on our desks
in silence, for the full two hours
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Late on the day of his death,
high in the alpine
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I begin each essay with a calm mind-
a fresh start.
But as I consider what they have written
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A man is running across Wyoming.
Away out on the high plains,
nothing around him but the wind and sky,
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