Museum & Train, again
after Lisa Russ Spaar’s “Music Lessons”

For so long, this absence, a body cut 
            from its surroundings,
paper pieces unstuck from a collage, 
            staccato nowhere, 
unmapping, unmapped, with an index 
            that reads
See also: yesterday. See also: vortex.
            Mice in their home hidden in brick.
And now I have come,
            carrying tea in a jar like my grandmother,
a flash of her hands around a jar
            at another station, I have come
carrying a pencil to note patterns 
            drawn by another, invisible line 
from their eye to mine. Surround, we say,
            as an absence disappears.
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