U willl see Beth no more See black that’s from
electrical sparks. It’s not safe to use
anymore. GOOD BYE BETH. Your fuse
went out. Your hummed and rattling mouth is dumb.
The motored heart that used to suck and thrum
across the carpets that the staff abuse
with dribbled takeout, wet and muddy shoes
has ceased and stopped. Life, which is the sum
of every moment, breath, and love,
adventure, boredom, and discovery,
a soulful France, and us?—a pedaled tour;
an eagled morning, then a mourning dove—
once great and strong, then past recovery:
O BETH, at last: are you a metaphor?