ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 4
STUDY
we took the measure
of our house
every generation
a scandal
every marriage
a gesture of self-defense
against the marriage
before and each face
pocked and scarred
from intimate collisions
but all of us willing
to go anywhere do
anything to keep family
together no matter what
position they have
to creep into
under the house
with its dimensions
fixed for centuries
its cellar subtle
dark possibly circular
possibly immeasurable
definitely cool
home to minor
forms of life
we guess at
from signs they leave
for us to count