Seven Box in the Loft haiku

1. the box in the loft smells Art Deco, Paris in nineteen twenty five.	SEVEN BOX IN THE LOFT HAIKU
	2. the box in the loft seeps Transatlantic Cunard, sleek bows, funnels, smoke.
3. the box in the loft touches Bakelite beakers, sniffs Bugatti cars.
	4. the box in the loft drifts Charleston flappers, flat-fringed bobs framing khol eyes.
5. the box in the loft smiles when I ask questions which photos will answer.
	6. the box in the loft, slippery gauze of summer, thirties Depression.
7. the box in the loft falls apart, breaks my heart. Mouse droppings, decay, worm.