Across Andiron's silhouette straddling feet
listening to the house tuberculosis  
cold embers in the dark's sweet peas
leaping from the pod on no man's sod  
on the floorboards where now lay frost  
listening to Mama sing, "When I reach  
the city where all my loved ones are"  
leaping from the pod on no man's sod    
in a house of memories without sound
across Andiron's silhouette straddling feet