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thanks cricket -- I did a revision, vut don't know if this is any better (or worse) in your mind/eye.

Mr. Marley bursts breathless
with conspiracy
into my chaotic office.
I uh-huh and nod to fill
his pauses. Mr. Marley’s
pea coat smells like liverwurst,
like the sandwiches I ate
every day for years from 4th
to 7th grade. He rattles
proof in his thick fist.
I can almost see the sky
grow dark with two-headed frogs.

One summer in Niskayuna,
it rained Styrofoam
until the fields of Hillside
Elementary turned white
and crunchy. I know this happened
but have no evidence.
Mr. Marley smiles and asks me
questions I cannot answer.
You know you know, he says.