Written with a Pencil Found in Lorine Niedecker’s Front Yard

Bewitched the boys were out in force Drunken- ness and lust —and full moon bouncing back and forth that black above the bars * Last night it burned cigarette tip thru old blanket hole-punched gray paper sky Tonight it outright blinded One headlight or drive-in sci-fi eye * I’ve been alone long enough Even the moon wears a ring and is full