The woman in the elevator shares your face,
shades her make-up the same way, maybe,
safe-guards your eyes. A nuance
unidentified, which I opt not to pinpoint,
plays my memory for a fool, strums some
chord similar to a familiar tune: You
reenter a room explicitly departed,
reopen lips, which – chapped a final time –
forged all but shut. What breath, forced
through [...]
