In this movie
you play a decrepit man
driving a rancid silver car
through the thick old towns
on the spine of Cape Cod,
your neck cranking side to side
as you exclaim over all
the colonial homes
you will never be able to enter, 
let alone own. 

In the sequel,
you are
an arsonist.

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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