Awake
They didn't want me
in Winnipeg. It comes to me
with a chill. They smiled
when I retreated, thinking
I was gone. I didn't do
a single good thing
in Winnipeg, forty years,
in and out,
incompetence
and pride.
Enjoy my poems and other creations. Slide shows with poetry and music are at: http://www.photoshow.net/schaefferphotos/favorites
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