Wednesday, April 20, 2005

1622

In the hallway by the law school library
Novels and short stories are about love,
And she says, "Hunger is not the least
The way irritation provokes invention."
In books we admire words like swanlight
But far from art history occurs a kiss.
When all of a sudden I want to put my arms
Under it, careful of avalanches.
And yet I'm too shy to stretch out a tentacle --
The room is down the hall from the left ventricle.