ALTERNATE ENDINGS (TO A RED AND GRAY BOOK)
twigs circled into and beyond the faintly
The red barn wept.
...concierge, goodnight, torn lampshade...
So much silence it was a carnival of silence.
Both charioteer and rider said excellent feast
Saying her name remembering it from a lifelong past.
Which frequency are we running on tonight, over?
Workers unite! Demand your rights!
Finally it was clear to them:
At the point the symptoms can only get worse;
...beautiful puzzle, macabre disaster,
Let's forgive him for stealing the pickup;
It had been concluded that she was hazardous
...given to showy displays, unembraceable,
Mind always said, be a sport, entertain me.
I had thought, finally, a viable diagnosis,
Good old-fashioned melancholia!
You are immature and lazy, and you need
What offended him most was waiting for the sign.
Next to the telephone, an eerie dash of rainbow.
Putting on his jacket, he knocked over the Wurlitzer.
You just won't believe the results, I swear.
Aha, he said. Aha, she said.
"Alternate Endings to a Red and Gray Book" could've gone on forever.