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From the vault

This was in Jeff Wright's Cover magazine in November of 1987. I sort of remember it but I would have probably guessed that the lines I recall were all in different poems. Is it my style? Was that my style in the '80s? Ice palace, huh ~ that's not a later obsession, apparently. Was there something secret about Johnny in that poem? Your guess is as good as mine.

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