mom and dad in a photo

a tiny blue metal race car grandma gave to me when I was 32. There’s an obelisk now in Skeleton Canyon. Maybe you’re too close to the speaker. Tell the Arthur Lee of Love confrontation story. The tender does not approve of our vulgarity. Double vocal for airports, weekends and holidays. Numb grids that represent human inaction. An incidental arrival? Why that landing? The speaker of the poem seems baffled to be in his/her time continuum. Blind Willie McTell, Blind Willie Johnson, playing together on the street corner. Turn down the harp and make it feel more distant. The next few minutes could hardly be identified as words. A few fireman later, the benefit of a lifelong love was clear. A locus Of abnormal sensation. Harder to keep an indiscriminate man from slaughter. Off state extemporaneous crushed weight. Consulting the at-bats for ideas of speed. I will be home when my shirt is too dirty to wear.