Persephone came home to Orpheus with sore knees, flushed cheeks
I get why you don’t wanna believe, that water get deep
Obama Kush when he speak, so articulate
Leaf stuck in his buck teeth
Stuck, in the bucket seats
“Voilà la Plaza and an array of vertical ties
Uh-oh Bomb-squad vans parked outside
I feel renegade and clairvoyant
amidst the secret securities
with doodads in their ears
Maybe it’s the President again
outside the St. Moritz
I pause at the lovely liatus
The sweet autumn clematis”
Maggie Nelson | “Carnegie Hall”