Ashbery




Flowers, Restoration


Yes, the great residential palaces,
the porter's station on Pitz Palu--
it all makes sense.  Intentional?  Me lie here
with bonny complications from sometimes,
the kind you wear.
                                 Her wide shoulders were born.
The cleanup effort extended far beyond today's tousled landscape.
What good did it do if everybody was away, on business, mostly
trying out olive oil shampoo?  Aye, true geezers paced
the measured mile, in touch with my father's
distinguished postal service, a flight risk
for the several hours it remained on sale,
their co-producer.
                                Anybody to take care of yourself
breathes in the challenge.  First I'm gonna brush my teef.
What happens next is anybody's mess.
And, I might add, a real treat knowing you.





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