small signs bolted to brick
yellow leaves beneath
branches that do not steam
like my coffee at the only metal table
occupied
on the balcony
Erringnesses in Perfection Class (Finnegans Wake 279.n1)
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Absolutely love the sounds here, especially the “c”
And I’ll add, I think I love the “c” so much because I hear a metal table’s legs moving on the balcony. The sound just seems to make perfect sense.