Number 26

I am going to buy a pair
of cowperson boots and teach
your gorilla how to sing. It is the end
of something here, which might be
also the beginning of something else,
or not, the door and window may both
remain closed for now. I will bathe
in my solitude like a rat, and something truer
than those boots, that black hat, and the notes
from my old flute will survive.