Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Two Men in a Doorway at Night

Figures in the light Sound running in the alleys
into gutters and under chained subway cars
between steel rails and
At the feet of two forms in the silent expanse Whose
bodies Surrounded by watchmen of concrete
and brick
Did not shiver Nor
dance And the moon was present
far off Beyond construction overhang and cloud and
sound

and did not share in their brilliance But
she figured on the front page
of the flat sheets in the palms
of their laps And she
would be could she be read
through the skin of the eye that guards
the light of a man when sleeping
in fear of men seeing
he has nowhere to sleep.