Home Federal

A merchant is
probing for us
with his chintz curtain


“Ha, ha, you missed me,”   
a dead person says.


There’s the bank’s
colonial balcony
where no one has
                                 ever stood.

Rae Armantrout, “Home Federal” from Veil: New and Selected Poems. Copyright © 2001 by Rae Armantrout. Reprinted with the permission of Wesleyan University Press.
Source: Veil: New and Selected Poems (Wesleyan University Press, 2001)
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