inner choking

nothing as precious as secret drinking in the night

swimming toward him

like hair in the pit of an arm

it made a tinkling sound

lizards ran over his shoes

with half-absent eyes

exercise, duties, virtues

under the lime trees

far more forbidden

in the cool light of the moon

there was time to be unhappy later

no bigger than a horse

the result of using words

all this embarrassment and sadness