I walk piebald and scathed. Black tires roll silent
concrete. Leaves scatter. Bend to a liberated shoelace.
Little girl chases blue balloons.
Memory: come on, daddy. daddy,
come on. Videotape.
He is of the screen and observing it.
I/she turn to call for him.
Long brown hair swings.
Tell me why. Tell me tell Don't be.
ence. He eyes
the sun set banks
of the Thames. The sky
I forgot his tattoos. I forgot
him. I forgot tongue-- breath- to
The moon sets.Reflect me
-shone in gotham windows. A plastic bag full of hair.
I cut I
cut cut cut it
out, OUT, our
scabbed psyches, bloody chimera,
yellow-faced baboon. Gorilla grip hands girl a black balloon.