John Wieners

To Charles on His Home

Death is an unforgiven
That’s what we have in common
 
language an act of sharing words.
 
Coming tears will do it
 
Where there’s smoke
THERe’s a suitcase
 
fairies never change
 
into fire
 
It’s so hard to get to the top.
 
Death is a failure
 
there are so many of them.
 
Dont trust her
I don’t care how old the races are.
 
And I never have.
 
for Cher.
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