Canyon Ferry Ling

Saint Paul, 2 September 2009

Remembering Vern Troxel

Our rubber-soled ordnance used to

dropkick those alien placoderms

That gullet-stuffed ling

you pole-axed from the glory hole

is pure caveman jerky

But your eyes twinkled

when I booted that stiff

to the Canyon Ferry rubble

Now the reservoir spears our toes

like an ice spud shatters freeze-over