Papal

(Listening to Brian Bennett - Solstice)
 
Leather bouts:
Fits
Woke me up
Out of my sleep
Occasionally
Over snarls of
Undone dishes
Abandoned in the
Sink  
Made to ascertain,
Comply with
Suds and their order
Frothing: irritating me, my
Insubstantial talk
(Under breath)
And ideas about how
The kitchen should be
Left now  
Sliding down the pulley
Lift of my back  
Heading
Upstairs as if
We actually had one
In what seemed to be a
Big house
Lending
Less visibility
Less sound.
Gauging: measuring
Fascination
With  
Power that
Reverence and
Fear
Held
Drove an
IOU-
Like me
Toward  
Some
Attraction/
Fitness for  
Exhaustion that  
Could
Deliver
some  
Type of
Agency
In the shadows at
Night; a mere
Currency
Signing off from
Unaccountable and
Verbal
Succumbing to  
Familiarities
Abiding by their own
Laws
And the  
Balance sheet
Warranting
Those
Enterprising  
Liaisons and
Affairs
Surrounding us with the
Hanky  
Codes
Waving: an
Infallible
Intrigue
Papal
Contours,
Silhouettes and
Figures  
Adorning you.