after Agent Dale Cooper in Twin Peaks

As the wet asphalt of Agent Cooper’s

gelled back hair, Bobby’s motor oil spill of a mane.

James Hurley’s leather jacket, cracked

with road dust, buttered with the pink salt

of Laura Palmer’s perspiration. As Ronnette’s ratio

of swollen pupil to iris, mountain tunnel

barreling down the railroad track. As the melody of Laura’s

last words laid to unrest in Josie Packard’s

history, tarred as split asphalt. As the night war