"I was plied with drinks when I went to his house. I fell down at the door, I was too drunk I couldn't stand up. I followed him under the overhang and through the glass doors and past the elevator and up the stairwell and into the carpeting. The wires inside the walls were still with electricity, it was a modern building, very equipped to hold many occupants, was built of red brick, and the apartment had wall-to-wall carpeting, and the layout of the apartment was like this: a room here, a bedroom, and you could see through the door to the other room, and there wasn't any furniture, but there was a bed behind, you could see the door to exit, and there wasn't anything on the walls, it was like a motel room, but there was a kind of a kitchen glowing back there to the right, and his body was like a shadow darkening that doorway and then emerging forth. And there were sheets, blue sheets, dark blue sheets on the bed."

there was a bright light moving toward her
down the limbs of the trees
as she waited for her love to come,
as she drank in the soft breeze
and her feet were stepping sideways,
barely noticing the ground
as she waited for her love to come
and bring her back down
and she thought she heard the sound of cars,
and she thought she was redeemed
but really there was no one, really there was no one
but really there was no one, really there was no one