It was light gray.
         My father was the mayor.
         I never wanted him to die.
         You would have loved my dad.
         He would have bought you a drink.
         He would have brushed up against your tits.
         Exactly the type of man who gets things done.
         Help me Help me Help me
         Milwaukee to remember him
         in his suit in our backyard 1973.
          
          
         
         

Steve Langan

Poet Steve Langan is the author of Freezing, Notes on Exile and Other Poems, Meet Me at the Happy Bar, and What It Looks Like, How It Flies.

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