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I earn a living

and I have a family

but to tell the truth

I’m a wild olive tree

I like cognac

and a proud Jewish song

I live wherever

I don’t belong

I watch the world decay

on every page on every face

it’s a sick man’s clouded eye

that rolls around in space

And my obsession’s

a line I can’t revise

to be a gardener

in paradise

Structure

16 lines · 16 stanzas