The Clark people
arrive
for the
costly removal of
tainted attic insulation,
and we beat a hasty retreat,
initially
to
Wren's Cafe,
then the
Homeowner's Association,
and over
Library-wise for a spell,
returning still a few hours before they're finished,
which is
towards
sunset,
on this 20th day of fall,
high eventually lurching up 13 to 67, composing page 3
No Exit, Op. 330
VI. Why Are We Here?
