red umbrella, unquiet desperation
or
laudanum-addicted, hallucinating & talking to the ghost
of my dead daughter while struggling to write a pome
verb the adjective noun.”
script, scribble, pencil arcana w/ .5 mm.
the page’s margins’re
crowded w/
accidents of hand, nostalgia & aforethought
VIVIAN MAIER FOTOS
funeral spray of flowers, dead bouquets
on a wall radiator
in a vase made from a grandmother clock or
a 1930s telephone
l'éspionne bivouac, le cimetière
many drugs, a broken marriage
Live and Let--
Ghosts; (the light pours out of
the hem...)
Robert Aldrich's 1963 western 4 for Texas
( no one sais, let/s turn
out the lights
and binge-read the night away...
but they shd )
one winter afternoon at Grand Central Station
moody languour
violas & french horns--
harboured in the stark books of platform loudspeakers
the weathered symmetry
windsongs w/ bobby pins; the Schulmädchen Report
tributive flowers
christmas lights & coffee
as well as
unpublished experimental
gatefold sleeves
the divorce and hotel
to be pummelled by eccentric beauty,
& to wonder abt it.
an exploitative hue; “I had this yearning,
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