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and I would save every shred, bill, post card, receipt
stuffed in a box in the basement
and expect my beneficiaries
to look at the ticket to Kabuki-za and thrill
that they saw it through my seat
in the high, hot balcony that August day.
half the sky was propped up by men
the other half
by women subdued at their knees
sweeping their hands around their hem
a heavenly powder paled
their faces. shrill crows and dragons
and morning glories plucked at one another.
violins plucked. I step over a cadence
I lose my bearings to the Milky Way