I just
Heard the voice of my fiancée,
Heard the voice of Louise Gluck on her
Steady, soft, modulated, accurate,
Message machine, the memory
So was my fiancee’s other phone, being full. Doing
So, Doing laundry. Um.
Minutes, green digital minutes, she needs to get one thing
Right. The cycle.
The label, the store’s been closed and I had to describe, had to find.
Everything, where the dressing room was,
What we were doing
Without the eavesdropping woman with the photogenic memory,
For her.
Comparatively, meticulously, incessantly,
Can I direct you?
It must have been for her.