The Couple

Every Friday

They went dancing

He dressed in tuxedo

Chin jutting

Parallel to the floor

A noble

(but easily broken)

expression in his eyes.

She, in her long dark red gown

Looked marvelously entranced.

Across and around the floor

Slide and glide

So easily

Observing teens

Convinced of romance

Watching the ease and grace

The old guard

Recalling love times past.

But when the band announced the end of the party

And bright light speared the mood

He would take her to her walk up flat

And leave her to dream among the rats and the roaches

While returned rented the tux and dress

With the promise to retrieve them the Friday next.