After a stiff
bronze and a
mesmerizing while—marching
the same necessarily
rectangular miles—
the bright and terse
jingle
and then of course
the counter-
complimentary
jangle—of jumbley keys
to practically
half—the goddamn prettiest
houses on this
and then
that street—is about as much
music
as one man alone can
possibly—
responsibly handle!
