The Urquhart & Music street sign is a rebus, Kerry claims:
toy firetruck attached at top above a naked plastic Barbie
with a lime-green plastic ball for head, then morning glory
over a toy soldier, loose keys, crushed cans, Candy Cane
wreath, bright Hot Mama pickle envelope, winged woman
trophy with the number 87, pencil, actor mask, red cheeks
and flowers at its ears, and grey suede musketeer’s boot.
Stumped: it’s too hard. Think of famous poems, she hints.
Still stumped. Use your imagination! she shouts, laughing.
Hook and ladder, porn art, Ipomoea, GI Joe, the fluster of
lost door keys, three-block walk, a Merry Christmas, sour,
Victory too dear for my possessing, #2HB, kabuki, Aramis.
So close, she purrs. That’s what she wanted. Mind game.
