We went back to our quiet lives, & displaying our marigold spirit we prepared for the strangers that would inhabit Cape Cod. Look at us in our handsome waistcoats, they said as they arrived, graybeards with ruffled collars. They came to us, green around the gills, plying a Mayfair speech. They came with coins in their mouths, albeit professing a windblown currency. Thousands were fed when they disproportioned their skin & bones. The strangers fished around & told us of ourselves, we as we once were, we as we are still.
The Wilderness After Which
Otis Books / Seismicity Editions