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