He stole his swagger and lean,
his cigarette’s jaunty angle
from (who else?) James Dean.
Just a skinny teen
until he discovered the belt buckle
and looped it through his dad’s jeans.
The buckle’s tarnished sheen
lent him—what? Not age or danger,
but something in between.
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Monday, December 15, 2008
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