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Room 69 • Poetry Hotel
One Poem / Klisipisspshcuzt
KILROY WAS EVERYWHERE BUT HERE
Editors manage not to mangle
August Kleinzahler’s name.
Mine they desecrate reliably.
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High, so high in the Tree of Letters,
the topmost branches spread
their quilt of quiet shade
from Frankfurt to London to New York
where interns galley proof new work
from László Krasznahorkai.
*
Among the nightingales, Knaussgaard
serenades the critics with a song about himself.
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