Sixty-Seven Poems For Downtrodden Saints. Jack Micheline. Editor: Matt Gonzalez. (FMSBW, 1999 www.jackmicheline.com) Dist. by The Jack Micheline Foundation for the Arts. POBOX 30153 Tuscon, AZ. 85751 No
The old pro chasing the mad dream
The crazy Jew himself,
I only know when the cock rises and the crow howls,
To eat, to drink, to take a leak,...
Let's sing a song,
For those who chase the night
For those that dance with light...
Fuck the Gung Ho!"
the stevedores haul the rigs to the masts
the kids fight in the streets...
the cleaning girls are scrubbing Maiden Lane,
the smoke pours stacks from the Brooklyn shore--
the fog horn tickles my belly
I hear the drums beat
throw my ashes from the pier when I die."