after the earthquake
I.
the pinprick stars
still jangle
in their shattered sockets
like eyes of a trembling
submarine.
II.
He peels away
and slips on his shirt
just as the drumbeat dies.
She feels the crater
on the bed, and says,
wait, thief—
the pinprick stars
still jangle
in their shattered sockets
like eyes of a trembling
submarine.
He peels away
and slips on his shirt
just as the drumbeat dies.
She feels the crater
on the bed, and says,
wait, thief—