TRAGACANTH
Maybe.
Or gum from the peach
tree
in the Hungarian back
yard —
how many years.
I had an alchemical
laboratory in the
cellar
and didn’t know
it.
I thought it was all
logwood,
spirit lamp, daydreams,
silverfish,
window screen, dust, dark
weeds outside,
the peach tree
wrapped in burlap, sulfur,
test tube, book.
But it was
alchemy.
My parents told me so
by leaving me and it
alone.
3
June 2013
