• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 01
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It’s a blue glove day

It's a blue glove day in Berlin –
A day for painting and posing.

The eye's much better, thanks.
*No* thanks to Frank, who left me

With this blood-bruised view of
Him at the top of the stairs:

An assessor of glum ascents
And descents; my garish lord.

Come round later, won't you?
There's a pair of marigolds here

With your name on it. And you
Could collect Mathilde's gauntlet!

You'll find it where it fell . . . .
It's a blue glove day in Berlin

Despite the paint-drunk ceiling
And the scandal in my heart.