We didn’t protest. It’s not like you’re going to get anything from anybody. They don’t have it either. And the new system moved pretty quick—

I had found a feral walking stick stripped from a tree by a new June shower nursing trumpets of crumbled lilac

& held her scarlet eye on the outpatient pharmacy line—

If the breadth of the difficulty rejects one ardent name I may still call the hour a phasmid or phantom freely stealing my heart from the other needs that burn it.