West End

Nameless, her ceilings faces consort against her. This deaf woman, wired well, listens while a young man claws the banister stumbles to his own dark door. WomanShulamite naked beneath your housecoatmother my city. Make way weave with me beneath your rippling sheetsfire over fireglancing breathblazes ease roaring with each snort of crisp air until dusk at days end. Cows teach docility and I left them in their fields what you teach is not taught but engulfed and gulped. I want to reach but cant touch. Harems of shadows linger under your eyes. What did I come here to find? You and your womb burst crazy like a star

over Broadway snaky Broadway crossing and re-crossing silver hairs on this silvered citys blunt belly. What Woman cry you are gone and I another David wander.