The East Village

Paul Grady


 In April ve vent to 
 the Auberwasser for to peepee,
 it being the coolest month
 to peepee
 unto und stream.

 Cousin Wilhelm, the Bold,
 tried to get me to disrobe
 underneath the blankets and
 old rug we were bundled in
 on a sleigh that took us
 through some (ergo sum?)
 strange woods where und hoarse
 horse-hearse mit und silent rider
 were contemplating 
 the silent fluff of snow
 and perhaps the totality
 of reality and of human existence
 or its opposite.

 This cold woodsy scene
 and Willi's cold probing hand 
 made me realize 
 the utter futility of flowers! 

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