Woman woke up early Heard a scraping Near her brain Imagine when the doc took out the roach How much she must have changed Afterwards It dawned on me I heard noise from every corner And one night, ate Raid-seasoned spaghetti Look up, The metal sign Clangs in the wind from a wire Talk small, if at all My news is blind And on fire Only me and big trucks Lost, driving from upstate alone I came in she had on That white uniform I had my first coffee with her That morning at home Victory, Gold plated over Violence No presence save for Memories spiraled and bent In your bedroom Voltaire's severed head Stared me back to bed You've done your best All the way to the end Balloons in a foreign park Shadows of the dance class merge And come apart Cough in the mirror, I'd forgotten to call Now that I'm back We should try again to talk