The body goes on in the world
about its business of escaping
from Alcatraz and you are eyes

seeing the convertible, the driver,
the bridge, and Agnes – and you
are the gravelly voice-over going on

and on in an incessant obligato.
Then you meet a weird doctor
who promises your voice and eyes

a face, saying, as he unwraps
the bandages, “You will always look
a little older, but feel a little younger,”

and you stare into the mirror
and yes, you are not and are
yourself, your voice, body, and face

in a kind of long-armed,
lop-sided accord and you
wonder what the story will be

by Nils Peterson

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