Knew a guy once
With blue-numbered arm
Nice as you ever saw
He never told me about
Stinky human smoke from
Furnace fingers making sky-stripes
With concertina wire frills
And train tracks that
Don’t go out, only in
But you could see it
Still reflected in his face
Treblinka
Rabbi-chewer
Comrade-swallower
Pole-crusher
Child-smasher
REMEMBER THIS

5-22-92

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