A HUNDRED POEMS – LXXXIV (THIRTEEN STEPS)

My wooden staircase creaks
[a heart broken by feet]
and weeks the measure — my neck
What month long that noose stretched!
A hooded man in black
  shared a joke — the pun a trapdoor
I fell —
        |
        |
    _________
    |       |

      
      for the line
a broken neck upon
   a heart string
    
        D
       R
        0
       P

:: 07-11-2014 ::

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