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Summer 06
Allen Ginsberg is Dead I. Allen Ginsberg is Dead they did not tell the night Before I planted a sunflower shatter'd, black, plain. I saw you, Allen Ginsberg, in a supermarket of status, Phat! Allen, what do you remember of us? II. Preaching to some chick 'bout Burroughs and Kerouac and Mexico City for cris’sakes. This Jane sez she like, uh, doesn't read cause there's no remote control and like who the Hell is this guy Kerouac anyway? Would you understand if I explained? III. Back @ Fenway we are scoreless after an inning and a half. 32k on hand to watch. These stretched, far-fetched families do not care that Allen Ginsberg is... IV. I hurt so sad and I don't know why. Allen Ginsberg is dead they did not tell the night before. Christopher Shepard is a wicked mayonnaise addict living in Watertown, MA (close to a large store that never runs out of Big H mayo). Christopher’s wife is revolted by mayonnaise. Shepard, a refugee from the low-rent world of community journalism, teaches English Comp courses and writes a syndicated online sports gambling column. Christopher does not facebook, but his poems have been published in the Berkshire Review and Boston Poet as well as on numerous birthday cards for family. .
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