pumpkin
pumpkin
♦ Lily Grodzins ♦
♦ Lily Grodzins ♦
outside the
/crack/
of a dormitory window
lie the great guts of pumpkin
sleek hull
/split/
beneath the northern gale
seeds & tangled pulp dry
like /glass-eyed fish/ on
on a bed of ice
come 9am
the old man and his
pail
will scrape up the entrails
& he would be mad but he knows
all boys
/break/
things &
he was a boy once too
& what will be on the stoop
outside the
/crack/
of the dormitory window next &
does it really matter what is thrown &
moored along the way?
’cause all the king’s horses &
all the king’s men will come with their pails
come 9am
and the street will be clean before the boys wake