Mercy, I thought
Mercy, I thought, doesn’t humanity know anything of mercy anymore?
And I sat there, perched up, watching the news on t.v.
Illuminated by the dead screen, my head against the narrow, but slender headboard
I held her hands as she squirmed.
And now there’s nobody and everyone else is off examining
other living rooms and kitchens
and fire proof hearts.
If you stick with me I can take you higher, she said.
It’s raining tonight. It’s really coming down.
By God I don’t know what to do with you, she finished.
The man on the television fell in front of me
And I pretended to step right over him,
ignoring blatant apologetic morality.
