she's walking arm-in-arm
across a moist and back-lit street
new life breathing inches from her breast
supplying every other heartbeat

a humid haze envelops an old face
a place where she once rested sound
new world melts momentarily
as if they two are the only life around

anchors shoot from blue to black eyes
bodies move to match in stance
the deafening sucking silence permeates
locking in their tango-trance

eons assemble as this distant cinder
hinders an evening's progress
an incessant tugging on her left arm
slowly resurrects her madness

they reach the other street side
laughter creeps quietly forth
as she passes the past
a blackened hand stops her right north

whispering words she must remember to forget:
yes, how you own beauty and love
no, I've been unneeded
my applause for your new-found resolve...

but the calories, my dear should be deleted

old familiar hand slides away
as haste in taste perseveres
three blocks down incessant echos cease
infection releases and insanity clears