.
…from an environment.............................
of unpainted ...bleached..............
blue-grey clapboard ...Pahn
takes the short-cut down
a dirt road at dusk
through private property .....He knows
there are
two gates .....The first........................
will be open ...and the second
.....................................will be locked
He is momentarily confident
Beyond the first gate
his car glides on soft .....residential ...dirt
along a fence ...in a wild garden
of pines and shrubs ...past the old woman’s house
.......set deep in the vegetation... showing only
...................its wood and dark .....divided
.....................................................windows
Coming to the second gate ...he thinks
..................................he has the combination
...........................................and leaves his car
but as he leans down...........
....................toward the wood and wire
a red and white..........
...........................sheriff’s ride
..............................stops behind
The sheriff gets out..........................
and pulls phone cord.........
...........from beneath Pahn’s bumper
....................and quickly ...ties the hood open
...................................................in anger
explaining as he calms..............
“The old woman’s daughter
pestered her to death”
and Pahn responds....................
“What has that got to do
with me?”
The sheriff walks with Pahn
back up the road .....then turns around
and gesturing
at the rails on the fence .......carved for its length
...........................................with crowded names
sadly sighs...................
“So many suicides”
taking chalk he inscribes
..................something illegible
...........................................on the rail
another name
.......................and Pahn wonders
................................by the damp
..................................................littoral (literal?) fringe
.........................................what he has done
of unpainted ...bleached..............
blue-grey clapboard ...Pahn
takes the short-cut down
a dirt road at dusk
through private property .....He knows
there are
two gates .....The first........................
will be open ...and the second
.....................................will be locked
He is momentarily confident
Beyond the first gate
his car glides on soft .....residential ...dirt
along a fence ...in a wild garden
of pines and shrubs ...past the old woman’s house
.......set deep in the vegetation... showing only
...................its wood and dark .....divided
.....................................................windows
Coming to the second gate ...he thinks
..................................he has the combination
...........................................and leaves his car
but as he leans down...........
....................toward the wood and wire
a red and white..........
...........................sheriff’s ride
..............................stops behind
The sheriff gets out..........................
and pulls phone cord.........
...........from beneath Pahn’s bumper
....................and quickly ...ties the hood open
...................................................in anger
explaining as he calms..............
“The old woman’s daughter
pestered her to death”
and Pahn responds....................
“What has that got to do
with me?”
The sheriff walks with Pahn
back up the road .....then turns around
and gesturing
at the rails on the fence .......carved for its length
...........................................with crowded names
sadly sighs...................
“So many suicides”
taking chalk he inscribes
..................something illegible
...........................................on the rail
another name
.......................and Pahn wonders
................................by the damp
..................................................littoral (literal?) fringe
.........................................what he has done
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