To know nothing of living things

 

Those that exist often

 

Beside us Hello, she says

 

& does it hear, do you?

 

Days, nights, watching a stranger's heart

 

Stumble against his skin

 

It wants out, and the body

 

Is a flesh dress he'll take off

 

Only once, at the last

 

Hello, she says

 

Our heart is on exhibit

 

Walk around our common institute

 

Of higher learning