“Proof of Service” by John J. Powers

John J. Powers

PROOF OF SERVICE

No
inkling.
A subtle
shift in the
substratum.
The knock
unannounced,
rolled-up petition
of dissolution
in the doorjamb.
And now your
whole happy
has-been life
is sliding,
tearing free,
inexorably,
like
sunny
California
into
the
sea.

from Rattle #37, Summer 2012
Tribute to Law Enforcement Poets



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