I broke down the door to our home,
More than once.
But I remember the first time
As clearly as an ant magnified in a pearl
You laughed and said, “Brilliant, nightmarish,
Ridiculous, your key’s right there—
On the terrace.” I had to reattach
The door frame with a hammer
After that, breaking was easier.
I barely kept track
Of where my keys were. Each drunken
Evening flowed into each drunken
We’d scream at each other at parties,
Across the sea floor, each step
A cloven note.