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Sport 10: Autumn 1993


page 103


I think of rooms,
high-ceilinged and airy,
in which live single men.

It is morning.

Here chairs have arms
of coarse green breadth
and icons are pictures
cut from magazines.

It may be that water
winds into a basin
with a noise suggestive
of rinsings, dabblings.

Escape would make
as small a sound.