temporary
ashtray gout colitis cranky
earth the empty dress the wet lash
you rush in and there is an accordion-
run up to the knee
the child musicians say No more No more No more
(though I should finish this book
before I go into exile)
her bone marrow needs to be transplanted
from this machine
so what’s the word?
‘There’ is there for support only
a knee brace, nothing permanent
you like the pretty beaker but
you like the ribbon (more)
that falls from it
turn the light out
no, don’t
leave it on / open