girl I saw in Indianoplace--though
the air your body shapes
table to table is similar,
not sensual precisely
but gradual-like, unspoken.
There was a distance about her who wore a suit
of white pique on stage in the jackhammering
fleshy club that hosted has-been
direct-from-New York show biz stars,
almost like a general's or the Pentagon's,
a distance far as the measure of her knowing;
the slight quiver below my belt told me
sure as the stars above the cold stockade.
iv
There was a distance too about the girl
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