'NO VISITORS' I thumb the roller to br and leans against the door. br Comfortable in my horseblanket br I prop on the costly bed & dream of my wife, br my first wife, br and my second wife & my son. br br Insulting, they put guardrails up, br as if it were a crib! br I growl at the head nurse; we compose on one. br I have been operating from nothing, br like a dog after its tail br more slowly, losing altitude. br br Nitid. They are shooting me full of sings. br I give no rules. Write as short as you can, br in order, of what matters. br I think of my beloved poet br Issa & his father who br sat down on the grass and took leave of each other.