Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in


after i’d returned from elsinore

after i’d returned from elsinore
resumed my education learned
how to write a sermon how to preach

on one two day ride away from wittenberg
on a horse old and lame and plodding taken
from the university’s stable to minister
to a peasant village near zwickau

from a path grooved through grass vertical
grain headed in the air and grass chopped
horizontal to the september
soil of a saturday before a sunday i saw
deer and cattle and a peasant family watch me


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