Let the other woman be identical let her be
exhausted and pretty in soiling let her not be too
lonely let her protect what she knows and let
one take blood from the other let one see each
later version let her never keep her eyes
open let them both have a chance to be tender
in the beautiful rooms let them be strangers
with distance let each rearrange and tuck up
the heart let there be viscera and once and fact
and fierce pattern let the hints happen little
by little let the one scream let there sleeves
of rain let her open a map and decide to move
forward let each form from the heavy edges
in the black part of night