Ode to Billy Nardozzi
You say it like a gong
Sings it to a throng
Of thinking fellers
Gone wrong
When they failed
To notice the moon
Lights up the clouds
Like a sunflower at night
Through the round glass window With the Diamond pattern open
So the flies can come in and land
On the lonely blue chair below themonkey puzzle Tree with
White honeysuckle draping over like a blanket Of perfume as mommy and Ed
Walk out the gate to the piano
Bar where the show tunes seem old
Until the wine gets past the row of four light houses
On the point of the cape.
Adam DeGraff
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