Poem I: Harp, Broom, Reliquary

Naked came I to this room
Around me stand the harp and broom
And reliquary

Passersby perform the Parting Lie
Around my window
Berries blush their bluest in the shadow
Of the bottle-fly
Iward some daft light I know not darts between
The bulbous glow and foul insectuous sheen

Why I know not nor to Whom
Naked came I to this room;
Naked fell I to the floor
No one bade me Shut The Door

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