(an untitled poem)

you sure

of this?

i’ve seen

it happen so

many times

after he

came back

he had this

devilish smirk

on his face

he roamed

& he wandered

he wandered

& he roamed

what he needs

is a good

sound thrashing

Peter Kilgore was born, grew up and lived most of his life in Portland. His lucid poetry, some of the highest quality postwar verse in Maine during the 1960s, ’70s and ’80s, appeared in magazines and small press books such as “The Bar Harbor Suite” (Blackberry Books) and “Drinking Wine Out of the Wind” (Contraband Press) where this sparsely punctuated mini dialogue was first published. He died in 1992 at the age of 52.