give me an hour
and I'll give you everything
your dark heart ever asked for
but you thought you'd never see:
the dance hall going up in flames
the knocking in your skull
the last moment before the torpedo
tears through the hull
the field upon which a thousand men stood
an hour ago
deserted now except for their cigarettes
and their ghosts
the movie screen
the road between the place you live and where
your heart lives out its last hours
even though I'm no longer there