Monday, April 25, 2016

mmdlxvii

...I Still Remember Now

tt in 1973, sorry),
then I sauntered
uphill where I
fell promptly
to sleep,

only to
dream of
what remains
of my own dirt-
y laundry, which

you can see air-
ing on the line
presently,
through the
time lapses

or capsules
or glasses.
It must be
one of those
rare moments,

like the first
time we saw
the Scissor
Sisters per-
form (giving

such meaning
to “Live at the
Warfield!”),
a freebie
that

was
loose-
ly ass-
ociated
with

concept-
ual love.

(the end)