a new york movie
these red hall lights spot
orange moldings
one man well tuxedoed
watches screen
where clouds hover, float
several
five-and-a-half-inch deep-sea squid
reaching, forming mountain
peaks
and small rabbits soft
mother nature may abhor
him
as he dreams of leaving
his wife
she, an usher watches
these dreams
only occasionally do
squids pass in the night.
her curled blond hair sits
hardened against
the blue terry cloth uniform
males and females are hard
to tell apart
she matches the wallpaper
and the carpet swirls
almost motion sick
