Poem
For Noting
by Kate Lilley •
A creeping association might doldrum
your bullet points and action items
resembling life grid passing then gone
change my number leave me alone
give no ear to charms
slip the bridle ungirth the saddle
the x of the x blows
sit at my desk and think there is more to come
a spreadsheet fringe exposure
seemly as introduction exactly so
talking invents its outstretched
necessities breezy pictures and other
objective objects
those who are marked with the tokens
whose houses are plague houses
passing-bells salute