Some ways from El Paso,
bound to Tucson
‘Julian and Maddalo’ reads
about the same as when
Mid-twenties in that Athens graveyard—
Brandon not yet spirit in Phoenix—
O Shelley’s maniac hit
that close to home
Still, not far from where
He used to pass & passed on. . .
had I the guts to live like I now do,
then, seems I might have
Listened closer—
maturity to youth. . .