Instead of a Final Line, a Title

of course I mean no disrespect, sir most
honored if, in my reverie, some mirth
of mine takes the liberty to call you
Wally. I claim but a similar sort
of trajectory. You see, I sprouted

not far from your birthplace, on a cracked bed
of anthracite, and drifted to the land
where you’d seed yourself. But not as far as
you, sir, no, not nearly as far or grand

sir, not nearly half as half as grand and
as I recall you started your great work
somewhat late in the day, as well, no

of course, I also have an appointment

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