Pumpkin Bottom Revisited
Out here
in the graveyard.
All the placidity
a sea of platitudes.
Millionaires and paupers
are equal
in the undiscovered country.
We all
end up here
in the city of the dead.
A place
for the dead.
A place
where they
spend eternity.
To fit a thousand myths
or more
of your choosing.
On the top of the hill
here
in Pumpkin Bottom.
I can see for miles
to either
east
west
or south.
Like a flash frame montage
I'm back
in 1995 again.
Another bitter Summer
the images are raw.
Still fresh
25 years later.
I remind myself
why I have
an irrational hatred
of certain
trivial things.
But enough of that for now
today
is Independence Day.
I know
unlike apparently
anyone else alive
that this is the spot.
The vantage point
to view the
sparkling fireworks
from several festivals.
I watch the sparkling
fireworks
and festivities
from a social distance
From eight miles high
here
at the graveyard
on
Pumpkin Bottom Hill.
-Will Dockery (7-27-20)
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