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red carpet, late arrival

she wondered then, one thick calf complete
if worrying affected her performance.
crouched in the darkness

the man and the woman, approached
drag their domed surfaces
with a gesture the body must contract.

the carpet on the floor is red, I nod
pause, before correcting
it was still going on.

the glass door swings open
a breeze, sealed with wax, flaunts the clear air
uses euphemisms to communicate this bleakness

driven by righteous anger.
one thick calf complete
this is much more than we should have learned.

the man and the woman in drag, pause.
domed surfaces contract, bound in black linen
I lay my head on his hard, flat pillow.

a breeze, sealed with wax, responds
the carpet is red
it was still going on