The horrors that shape themselves
In the gray country of drained
Vitality, foul places
And presences that we two
Innocents visited, with
A sighting one night (eyes closed)
Of death's door, going past it
In the hospital basement:
Bare concrete, tall, wide, unmarked,
Set fl ush in the concrete wall.
The shocked and wounded body
And itself; and puzzles how
The mind includes the body
The body includes the mind
Equally.
One drove a car when a kid:
To see what it could take, from
A curiosity quite
Disinterested, from anger
And clearly uninterested
In the spiritual (no
We would not have used that word),