have I danced
considering all the leaking

in this little house of no architectural significance
falling apart faster than I could keep up
(upkeep, as they’d say)

or figure don’t need anyone else
in their own manse, do they tote me around
after those single weeks in which
I’d just be starting to unwind
enjoyable for all of two hours
dinner also the other artichoke
something quite different in the way of
able to trust somebody
one at a time

so thank thee, love

as the overture slipped into Act II, enhancing

wild fantasies about this high-voltage mother who
seems to have this energizing impact
on all things in her vicinity

“mental hysterical paralysis”

four checkerboard Valentines from Rachel

we can keep building the anticipation, no?



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