the Annie Oakley index

I shouldn’t wonder if the house hadn’t come unglued and paid off very handsomely

the parlor gets housemaid and valets

the shoes are shined professionally the ducats arrive in the mail

for the show categorized and kept in files

A to Z that is the limit of our compass

go to thou art sped

this is the fink and sparkle file

reality is the hotmail of our soul

I regard the flibbertigibbets and flubbers and fidgets

there is the archive lost explorers tinkle glaciers

in the university departments funded by our great castaways

who fumble freeze and fare in our beards to the seacoasts

diminishing ever smaller

there is entertainment

grand opening for the mind

DBA cocktail reception

vernissage

announced in the local newspapers

the weekly throwaways

that land on the sidewalk

and munge after a fashion