I know little about the three figures to whom I allude in line thirteen, except that they gave their names to the elementary schools I attended in 1970s East Boston.

Can You See Me

I am the mausoleum in the October raindrop
I am the proud placard at the Mayor Pete rally
I am the bloated parcel of bliss at Avalon

I am the Tory at the B-52's concert
I am the brittle deacon at Lollapalooza
I am the surly sexton at Lilith Fair

I am the lemon twist in your 4th martini
I am the poet in the canned soup aisle
I am the mishegas in your well-oiled machine

I am Niles Crane at the biker bar
I am the orange soda at Woolworth's lunch counter
I am the flickering test-pattern on Channel 38

I am Hugh Roe O'Donnell Joseph H. Barnes Manassah E. Bradley
I am Emma Lazarus shaking her head in dismay

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-08-28 at 01:18

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Nice one Thomas!

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
The ubiquitous Me! I enjoyed this, Thomas.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
excellent poem! i don't know what i was thinking.

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good poem, the form makes me smile