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George Reeves (b. George Keefer Brewer) B. Woostock, Iowa 1.5.14 / D. 6.16.59 Los Angeles Gunshot to Head I built an iron bottom for August. Wrapped it in iron bars and wired an alarm. After thirty days there was to be a sound like a gong. Then one two three four five days more, a weekend more, and more August would unspool undifferentiated August still August, with every sunrise. I wrote it down for the front page of every morning paper: �The date? Approximate!� No question: the popularity of August thirty-ish would be assured and an indefinitely extended August, possible. No one would mind. �Still August: Nowhere Else To Go.� And while the world relaxed, I�d be in flight a scavenger of blasted bridge spans sunken trawlers gibbering mad satellites: Look up! That�s me, neither bird nor plane just a conscientious super-ego hauling heavy wreckage to the end of August. All to no avail. With a sickening crunch time snapped. September came. Consolation Site: The old college try
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