Finis

A sound-loop hangs from the white gallows of the page: letter j strung up, the crook of her foot postmortem— leg sway. Mouth retches a vowelround o then from the roof gasps           a dark l slung. Is not innocent: the i with a white noose also around his neck, blindfolded, asphyxiated. Spaces within                    words are                       miniature knots that suspend letters— the paper always tightening.