INCEPTION

The Hawk West Desk Window January 7th 10:55pm

The Swimming Pools of Dallas

shone like American Indian Turquoise Necklaces

strung around the kind of Suburbia

I would never see as clearly from the ground

as I could see from My Graduate’s Plane

taking Me across the Midlands of The US

to meet a man with whom I had barely corresponded

to find His Bed available

but attached by The String:

“You would be any man’s desire but

I’m saving My Self for Marriage”