i’ve gotta keep
my eyes on the prize
my ears to the ground
my hands in—no, out
of hers, keep out of
sight, out of my mind
—no, my head, hmm…
i’m inclined to trust our
ears, to try to wait
quietly for—no, don’t
remove your headphones:
we can say more that way,
for now—for our voices,
our hips, our feet
to align.