Love & Fame & Death


it sits outside my window now
Like and old woman going to market;
It sits and watches me,
It sweats nevously
Through wire and fog and dog-bark
Until suddenly
I slam the screen with a newspaper
Like slapping at a fly
And you could hear the scream
Over this plain city,
And then it left.

The way to end a poem
Like this
Is to become suddenly
Quiet.


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Love & Fame & Death