abjured, the giraffy
I’m the cop that never saves her		    [olly golly]		              ambulatic symbols
		          caught you with the object of memory [middle drawer]
Fresh from the Chesapeake			                  an escape
			            the narrative thread of a day
	[world not yours]
					                  to ask for why I am not somewhat else
bridge I collate. water I collate.
				                    OTHER PEOPLE ARE MY CHURCH [then they die!]
		in persisting with that giraffy