Darling that was
From a long time ago
So long ago
I don’t remember
It was before
The Jews Harp
& the judge you told
You don’t remember
He takes a Polaroid
Yet knows for sure
It will not show
What he sees at all
He makes
A telephone call
To go nowhere
Except on the road
This is a poem from Vagaries:
Love of The Key to Room 149
