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James Francis Cahillane
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Just in time for this awful new century, old King Kong came back to New York, America’s Empire State of mind. By the bye, ever since nine/ eleven, the Big Apple has not kept away the doctor, nor the terror, nor, what’s worse, bad memories that won’t leave when asked. Comelier memories than those flat out refuse to return when we kneel together to pray. ALS killed Lou Gehrig of New York Yankee fame. Alzheimer's is less selective. One day you’re here in body and appearance. Yet, you’re gone to a long life’s purest reality, and unlike the master builder of one’s youth, yes mine, you stop growing and regress into a state of being that’s totally deaf to appeal, unable to look up, down, backward or forward. Gray jail cells destroy ambition and hold fast a prisoner within my body. Damn brains, damn sad endings, damn luck, damn, damn, damn! When I don’t know you, know I loved you, and love you still.
The South Carolina Review, Clemson University, Clemson, SC
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