THE RACE TRACK TROTSKY AT THE BEACH

THE RACE TRACK TROTSKY AT THE BEACH

THE RACE TRACK TROTSKY AT THE BEACH

THE RACE TRACK TROTSKY AT THE BEACH
he
looked like my father
or so my father said
Leon Trotsky
communist
revolutionary
wagering strategist
usurper of favorites
run in the mud Leon
the communist handicapper
(after all
horse racing is nothing
if not a class struggle)
a revolution in every race
(the king is dead
god fuck the king
and Rockefeller too)
a Marxian metaphor
mirroring
a proletariat’s plight
his best hope lying in lottery
a horse at big odds
biggest the best
because a man can’t feed his family
at under ten to one or less…

this was his manifesto
the race track Trotsky
my father
the GONIF!
the safe cracker
as he dreamed
that he dreamed
down Mexico way
that once upon a time
at Agua Caliente
he met Leon Trotsky
with a black
dark haired Gypsy woman
an enchantress
Frieda Kahlo
clinging to his chest…
slick Leon
Hawaiian shirt and all
pointed toe
two toned brown and white shoes
graying hair
slicked back black
Trotsky style
glasses and all
designer frames
black bone tortoise shell
circular
the Trotsky trademark
patent pending
comrade Trotsky
trifecta Trotsky
i presume
gentleman horseplayer
pure and sure
a winner at tremendous odds
who once rode
Pegasus home at fifty to one
drinking Polish voodka
(more than anyone else)
buying drinks
for the entire world…

imagine that
the race track Trotsky
my father
at the beach too
king of sun and sand
embracing Spanish eyes and all
stealing from the rich
giving to the poor
at better than ten to one
no less
and this
(but more no less)
was what he dreamed
with each and every
two dollar bet
the only blue collar
communist i had ever met

frank pulaski

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