Did I tell you about the time
I spent on these invisible
signals? No?
Next topic: Wow I’m a
masterful conductor
do you know about my beautiful
nevermind
And furthermost: if even
a scintilla of winter
punctured your stultified
calumny, rumple the
dimples and scrabble all
your jealousy — it’s
time to tell the story again
about seeing the grizzly old poet
how he devoured all my
nightmares
and I loved him for it
and after that
I’ll be done with this.