Monday, April 15, 2013
A Poem by Bill Jansen
homeless mascot
one city's junk light
is another city's night game
the soot of cheers
on a feathered, blunted man
who was the mascot of a team
until he was let go
because a mood went viral
they wanted a younger owl
his eyes sparkle in the dark
mice nibble cardboard stars
held fast in his falling apart
size 9 Adidas claws.
Bill Jansen lives in Forest Grove, Oregon. His work has appeared in various ezines, including Triggerfish Review.
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