Her

inhale.

i think about war,
the endless
never goes
anywhere

the one with her
breaking itself into love-making
chocolate brownies
and champagne there

i think about war,
the endless
never goes
anywhere

i think about love
and desire, but pause for breath,
because
we never were

and then i exhale

down a street a beggar goes
dancing
in a place i feel amazed

to be

and then i
inhale.

and think about war,
the endless
never goes
anywhere