
Printer: Roxy Kaczmarek


Any informed spectator would have understood that scene

Omens are for example hearing someone say victory as they pass you in the street

No date no wait, no fate to contemplate

Possible night, impossible night, pegs, strings, stringing one excuse to every guest

What eyes at eagle height can see back as far as a day in March

Yes I heard you thinking of me did you hear me laughing

That hot bacon smell of pure contradiction

Who is this person this chasm this lost event

But what word was it

That night there was no piano lesson
