CALLIOPE
The circus of your funeral came to town
with show posters
and the cacophony of bells pealing
down to the quick
insistent, pacing, rhythm;
The priest’s nasal bullhorn prayers appealing
down the night’s procession.
TOMORROW ONLY
Your show posters remain. Peeling
down at the corner.
Not firmly affixed or
not enough to hold.
Bonnie McClellan-Broussard 