TREMOLO
It was for the depth that the deep
was brought to bear : 'what did he
say, and how'd he say it?'
The sort of question only a detective asks.
They had manners like pygmies would,
if they had any - living amidst grime, in
a three story walk-up with no hot water.
Fruit flies on the table top and (for all I knew)
tse-tse flies in the sink. There were building
blocks strewn on the floor where one of the kids
had left them. Someone's old bathroom towel,
still ringing wet, was draped over the back of the
wooden chair, already changing the wood to white.
I wondered if they knew it went away after a while.
It was for the depth that the deep
was brought to bear : 'what did he
say, and how'd he say it?'
The sort of question only a detective asks.
They had manners like pygmies would,
if they had any - living amidst grime, in
a three story walk-up with no hot water.
Fruit flies on the table top and (for all I knew)
tse-tse flies in the sink. There were building
blocks strewn on the floor where one of the kids
had left them. Someone's old bathroom towel,
still ringing wet, was draped over the back of the
wooden chair, already changing the wood to white.
I wondered if they knew it went away after a while.
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