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CE Green Apr 2017
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
the left cheek was uncanny in comparison.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
he harbored weak emotions, and smelled of gin.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
he told me he was new in town and lived just up the road.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
he asked me for a ride to escape the cold.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
he told me he was finishing a book.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
and no, he wasnt an illusion, or a crook.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
clad in a pallid white blazer.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
he offered me his hand; I asked him to count his fingers.

I thought I saw Raymond Carver
he told me he just wasn't feeling golden today.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
I asked when his aspirations ran astray.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver and said:
" 'Why don't you dance?' is really fantastic".
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
like myself, he feels adept at being pathetic.
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
we are more alike than we are different
I thought I saw Raymond Carver
but when I left the storefront window he was gone in an instant.
© CE Green 2017

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