Elaine?
I saw her in what I hope
was some prophetic dream
of the isolate night.
Sudden arms encircled me
(head against my chest).
Surprised, I told her
everything I'd ever done.
Still, she would not let me go.
Now I look from eye to eye,
face to face
(cursing and praying,
cursing and praying),
afraid to believe
she's real,
or that she's not.
--
1989