Discard of Economy

You counted it for ugliness of rope & tied membrane

or a story that one wakes to when one is

insufficient to design of swallow’s moon:

you noticed rates cut beside offering of wreaths hambone in red

busyness of a chord pounding home with a dinner plate—

loose swans in a basket you left beside a bed

for your good

Are you coming?

You are not invincible at least not in this chair

but you have walked many miles beside, somehow knowing that your awareness of 

presence calls forth

a reflection

that you know as culture—

a part of you is lost in a moment, hazy—