SIGH TUN SCENE

SIGH TUN SCENE

hear as yore chants,

on tea kin, on red,

on herd—

awl these tars

cold bay long

two ewe, in

state hay weight,

ah loan, on

scene, called end

dissed ant.

MISTER DUCK (R&R) [from the vauit]

MISTER DUCK (R&R) [04/04/10]

you and me against the world / world about to end

by the neck, under netting,

you become our blustery best

abroad—an antic-frantic

anger, a guileless smile, the

scene-stealing wise-crack

ing, voice-cracking—never

as worldly as the wabbit,

but every bit as dangerous.

even when it's your blood,

red and Pollocked around

those whisperthin hostel walls,

a half a hostile world away,

before you settle your bill

back into place and slip back

into our dreams again.