that dark is never vague is its appeal
that it means something to wish
rest in gravel and weeds

moonshine on the tracks
glissando
dark parts of you
memorable
even as they first appeared

(different, weren't you,
from the tough boys
farting together
hopping rolling freights
midday in a pack they
concentrated laughed
and waved)

you headed away
from the city
remembered them too
well past midnight
on an iron path
near water