The Missing Poet’s LoungeIn memoriam Weldon Kees and Lew Welch In the missing poets’ lounge, a sad manTickles the piano, key by cold key,Thinking, all the time, of his escape plan. He spreads his long fingers into a fan,Drops a chord, exhales smoke. He wants to seeWhat he’s missing. Poet’s lounge, young sad men Looking too cool. One…

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