THE OLD MAN AND THE GIRL
In December
the girl enters a hospital ward
wipes his lips
smoothes a blanket over his legs
watches a scene from the window
white mountains against a crimson sky
the mountains appear close to her
the cart sounds in the hall
the horns on the avenue
the slit moon.
The doctor appears
attempts to move his broken hand
that has everything to do
with playing the piano
the melody flying out of chords
smooth as sloe gin.