of all the gin joints

you walked through that door
really?
actually?
it still feels a figment
and your fingers opaque
i can see right through
i can see
my chariot into the barricade
spindles and spouts
breath in and
breath out
forget it
not gonna happen
of all the gin joints in all world
i had to fall into yours
while you walked out of mine
of all the gin joints in all the world
not even jurisdiction could keep us
from what is and what was
and what will never be.