XXIV
                                                                                    And it was in that Greenpoint
                              one or two landed who called themselves by the weird name
                              of remnant for they were at most just rugs that you could
                              flatten and pile them up on a table and sell them
                              cheapo, though the ones who arrived preferred
                              by and large “you people” as in the phrase
                              “you people, for sale, cheapo” and some felt they
                              were on the road back, since it was Brooklyn and some
                              felt they were going forward for east was east
                              one way or another though maybe they were
                              getting it backwards, given the phrase “go west,
                              you people,” sunrise, sunset, you people had
                              it all, for quickly go the years, and I.,
                              he knew the words, and he could sing and it could
                              be in Poland, and there’s an oil spill underground
                              and you should hear the Mobil/Exxon people
                              deny, deny; and I loved most the moss that
                              covered the rocks and the waves coming in and the rats.