[Poem] Gertrude and the Garment Bag

Pavement and banisters and copyright law
following tracks in a grimly-lit kitchen,
as snow pummels curtain
and the servos drink deep
of the one last misfortune
of the demolitionist's brother -
the incidental coveting
the incidental chorus
the too-loudly spinning perpetuities
of unknown symptoms,
of whales and men,
of filibusters and doorways -
with a twinkling eye and a
wink from the audience,
the sunken-faced and dulcimer
of a brown boy's geometry.

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