after the dust broke
I hardly spoke to anyone
but took my relative to a psychoanalyst
and while he hung about outside
skated about on the elaborate floor
of the consulting room
apologising profusely for scratch marks
neither of us could see
outside
my relative remained reticent
declining to be recognised
I bought a poster of the whole event
but have never unrolled it
although I own it
and so does he
Another Way of Saying 