Ellis Island
The truth behind this Statue Of Liberty was the life of today's population enhancement
frontal friends from college
Who worked in animal ecstasy,
hypos in the animal hotel;
the drenched finger of syrup
you took up in a high,
that high gone
in the papers of the factory
in its oily cones
'Detroit , please'
and our fingers dialing:
you called it primal,
the code your scream,
and on the assembly line
of cadillac I heard you sigh
My older brother brought my mother and I on Ellis Island by his car then transferred with New Jersey ferry. It was my frist, very antiqued & secured Immigrantion Island where far more years ago landed different nationalities of people out of some where.
That is the scenery caught by my brother.
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