Can you hear the
Cast bronze fireplace's
Flames melting iron snowmen?
Can you see the obelisk
Sitting in it's vacant lot?
The stone cold singe-marks
Sear varicose veins
Of wooden lamp posts.
Whiskey filled sippy cups
Preordain the raven's tears:
(Bullets)
I hear Nerudan love poems
Broadcasted through blue PA speakers
To no one
(But me)
Songs resonate through hollow walls:
Songs read from empty
Sheet music
From the fall of
1964.