in step
viki holmes - Wales
number 10
has a windmill
on a chain
about her neck
and no name
and she smiles
tilts my right foot
toward her
and i don’t know
how it works
but it does
and it is gone
midnight
and the band
on the floor below
plays hard rock
you can hear them
through the elevator
then quiet
and nodding
and always smiles
that’s all you got
when you got
no cantonese
and all i see is you
beside another bed
taking off your shoe
pressing your thumbs
to your instep
talking me through it:
how it starts
and i stand, watching
your fingers move
a little
breathless
and i don’t know
why it gets me
but it does
you could have done
anything
with me then
a closeness
you don’t mention
even when you share
a language
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