Angels

For Courtenay, and me, and whoever needs angels and puppets. The clean-out pipe is fine, left behind.

Your office
Held angels
Mine had a basket
Of puppets,
A clean-out pipe
In the center
Of the floor
Under the carpet.
Your angels hung
In the office window
My pipe
Was invisible.
The puppets
Held court,
Moved with me
To the next place.
Your angels
Are now
In North Carolina.