Scrape a toxic field with a broken hoe /  Found legacies turn up in splinters    blood-codes, secret sharings

In scoped and torn cartilage / of key joints, of bent presence, I wonder. / Is this house emptied by the music / of McCoy Tyner playing the keys / like, one by one, / they fell off on the floor, I wonder.

    ‘   on the waste, beneath the sky. . .  ’

They caught him yesterday night. During the NCAA Tournament game on CBS. He called the Athens Police. Georgia. Said he wanted to turn himself in and that he had 8 hostages and that he wanted to surrender on live television so that if he was shot down trying to surrender everyone would see it.