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by Mitch Grabois The elegant, well-dressed skeleton leaves his home at Little Raven Tower leaves his river rock balcony and strolls down to the river He tips his hat to ghosts stops for a moment and leans on his cane puts eternal life and eternal death on Pause The hot dog seller the bottled water vendor neither are awake yet The skeleton sits on a bench and toes shards of glass He's elegant but his tuxedo ends in scuffed hiking boots a chain saw scar on the leather of the left boot The city throws its light across the river as if energy were free Union Station is dark Copyright 2012. All rights reserved.
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