Coincidence

Then there was that ambiguous 

Kiss, confessing at Mary’s.  An 

Early spring night—South East Sixth and 

Main—almost run down as we left

McMenimins, mystified when 

The driver claimed, for no reason,

That he used to be a drummer

For the Dan Reed Network.   Asleep, 

Noises outside—not wanting to

Move for a long time, just tried to 

Hear—finally got up and found 

Someone breaking into neighbor’s 

Car.  Storming out in underwear 

Was as scary for them as me.  

It took this long to rend the chest,

The gesture to erase me, you.