Grief rumbles on
In the background
Like a loud, rusty garbage truck
Parked in the alley
Running its compactor
Day and night
“Why does he sit there?”
You wonder
“When is he going to leave?”
I'm not old enough to remember Jack Parr, who by all accounts was brilliant, but I've watched every late night host on US television...
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