Put on sturdy gloves before you
handle history it may suddenly
ignite without warning which may
among other things tend to leave one with
out a date or eyebrows for the big dance
but maybe some message is still slowly
twining up some neglected balcony
sewing a subtle missive near
the color of the last clinging maple
leaves if only we knew how but
looking out the window or similar
is no use in this hallucination
maybe don’t update me on the progress
until the streets are ripe the peaches clean
other animals 