


72
Matters of the hand
A matched patch
Through which a particular woman eyes
The troubled bloom.
Tell me, fireman or mason,
Is time standing still
And waiting for a day like this?
From overseas empire we
Possess nowhere and
Pay heed:
a narrow forefinger dressed carelessly
ripping open a photo of a
Funeral bed.
a narrow forefinger dressed carelessly
ripping open a photo of a
Funeral bed.
Poor Dignam.
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