I loaded the variables like masterpieces
   from under the germ-led advance.
   I saw your compass on a sea of frayed cable
   and aspects of vision afloat
   in a glance.
   and outside the train overnight floodlights
   on inexorable sights.
  
   You loaded the variables like acquisitions
   from under the noses entranced
   you heard some trumpets you thought were
   turntables and inklings to listen
   dispersed
   in a glance.
   outside the train overnight contrite the
   whistle wails goodnight apologizing like
   an ol' dictator might.
  
   Of course we?re now travelling by plane
   if it?s not a Canada of a pain
   we?ll entertain the idea of train
   outside the train overnight bloodlines
   wheel-burnished in moonlight a great
   candescent white skeleton of flight.