Honking on her object
marker, drawn down
circles,
an artifice for another
time; Syncopated,
of a swing
induced, the world
washed out and hell,
found accords as pedantic
after-space: haunting,
phantasmagoric
lights’
colloquial mall-feeling.
Clifford formed ghosts,
(silent Sarah), transcendent
to aspect–
in disrepair and
expiation.