Measley

Poem from the book The Purgatory Elm, www.TuckfordBunnyPress.com

Measley

 

 

When Mr. Measley purchased the Lawless-Love building,

the tallest in Hardbostle at two thousand floors,

enamelled in carnadine, with crimson and pink gilding,

and bank on bank of gold revolving doors,

while the Press sneered at their relative heights

February 14th Street was afraid

the building size would double overnight

already living in a plunge of shade

 

but with a worn reticence the building would later share

he moved the penthouse to the basement and closed the helipad,

kept a little office at the top so dark and spare,

 

save for the Venus Apocalypse painting some Bill had,

emerging only to take ten thousand thousand stairs

to buy flowers for Miss Peanut when he was sad.