Inanimate intimacy in the plural

Couples under their dark covers

 

The distance between one body and another

An echo chamber against every stone

 

The distance between lovers in a rock-lashing wave

The solitude of two together under the waters of night

 

Or the flattened space between two people on a bus

Talking above the low beams of a few lost trucks

 

Seeking their destruction or their portion elsewhere

A road imagined as a slick for words in a discrete stream

 

Flawless enamel the tongue slides along

Or skates off into a future illumined within a highway sign

 

At the lip of revelation comes denouement or slow torturous sleep

Because traveling does not follow music

 

Only music brings the body down from the sky

The solid body in its partial form