Morning Arrives

Morning arrives
by limousine: the tall   
emaciated chairman

of sleeplessness in person
steps out on the sidewalk
and donning black glasses, ascends   
the stairs to your building

guided by a German shepherd.   
After a couple faint knocks   
at the door, he slowly opens   
the book of blank pages

pointing out
with a pale manicured finger   
particular clauses,
proof of your guilt.

Franz Wright, “Morning Arrives” from Ill Lit: Selected and New Poems. Copyright © 1998 by Franz Wright. Reprinted with the permission of Oberlin College Press.
Source: Ill Lit: Selected and New Poems (Oberlin College Press, 1998)
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