"The Couple In The Next Room."
"She liked the blue drapes.
They made a star at the angle.
A boy in leather moved in.
Later, they found names from the turn of the century coming home
one evening, the whole of being, unknown,
absorbed into the stalk, a free bride on the rails wanting
to notice other hers and the great graves that outwore them
like faces on a building.
The lightning rod of a name calibrated all their musing
differences.
Another day.
Deliberations are recessed in an iron blue chamber
of that afternoon in which we wore things and looked
well at a slab of business rising behind the stars."