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I am drunk on rum and coke
I am drunk on rum and coke
I am lost in words
I am mixing my shadow
With the shadows of birds
O Franklin, O Rosemont
The roses have all gone blind
To hear that you have died
In death where do we go?
The flesh to see no more
Your smile, your light to look upon
You’re the last native son of Chicago
When poets die they leave their poems as eyes
To see the cotton candy clouds by.
poem
by
David E. Patton
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