but the foundations have shifted: what was in sunlight
is now in shadow.
After years of going nowhere we have run out of matches.
For my meeting with the bank manager I put on a tie
but forgot to shave.
Just as I was going to pop the question you walked in.
We scuttled out like ripped off hands into a wet
and disintegrating world.
The house is heavier now with only me inside:
tonight I will move softly through the streets
and open my arms
to the stranger who approaches in the rain.