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.