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