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Monday, 27 April 2009


I saw the busy street you crossed the last time I saw you
As the river of time, carrying you away forever.
Your pale coat swirled like a leaf in the current
In the crowd of anonymous bodies hurrying back to work.

I turned around and started to walk in the other direction
But because of the tears in my eyes I failed to see a dentist
Standing outside the entrance to his office and collided with him
Knocking him down.

Man ejected from Rooftop Club: Sam Cobean, The New Yorker, Feb. 11, 1950

Man ejected from bar
: Sam Cobean, The New Yorker, Oct. 8, 1949

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