She is thinking
Of someone else
I know
And have known for a while

Her thoughts have been
Elsewhere, her mind caught
Somewhere
Someone
Must be responsible

But I cannot blame
Anyone
No one can help
With this one problem
I face

I do not know his name
Only his face
That face
That she has seen
Over and over

The night is cold
The window open, releasing
The heat of the room into 
The chill outside air 

Lying together
I brush against her
And she whispers a name
Which is not mine
And I do not know why

1989 December 28