“the music in this town,” says Leo
“is too fashion conscious for me.”
His business plan involves opening a hotel
in which all the rooms look like subway cars
and vibrate pertinently with lights that move
past the windows. At the front desk
you have to turn in your clothes
and they give you old jeans,
a flannel jacket, and a bunch of newspapers

“People would pay for that?” asks Tina.
“Top dollar.”
“But why,” she asks.
“Why would people pay for that?”
“Why not?” he responds.

When they get back to the apartment they sit
on separate sofas, she on the gray and he
on floral where they talk with wobbling voices
wanting to ask her if she’d ride the train
just to get that impulse to fuck
something he never feels
while stationary.