Steve Luttrell/ 2 Poems

HOME

one comes to it
in some measure,
slowly.

finds a place and
standing

makes it his
and calls by name

the several others
in company w/ him.

one comes to it—
lays down

and takes his
rest there,

comfortably
continuing his

days there
in that place.

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Who Cares

Damn the strategies

no way

better than another

finally

where you get

you must belong

and who cares

after you're gone

anyway

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