BUDAPEST
I pull over in the Fit
(my tiny mountain car)
Shoulder of road
Budapest in Van's song
Certain it's here
But where
In the Days Before Rock and Roll
It's in my head
I told Michael that
in the mail
We let the goldfish go
Budapest
His city in Van's long
Song, full,
The High Priest
The Killer
Those knobs
Wireless
In the days
There it is
Up front
Van searching too
Knobs in pinochle
Not on the IPhone
They let the goldfish go
Right after Luxemburg
twice, the killer
Jim Bodeen
Highway 12 West
28 February--6 March 2019
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