I was afraid of that
When you looked at me
And moaned
And fell into my arms
Everyone falls
But you had so much further to go

I caught you, momentarily, my dear
The next time I saw you, you were
Earning money
At half-ten at night
Looking into car windows
And letting the drivers
Touch you
For a minute or two

I was afraid of that
When I saw you smoking
A little more brown
Than everyone else
Something rings a bell
When I watched you in the ambulance

We had been lovers for months
Only a few months ago
We had both confessed undying love
And when you finished everything
You wept until you could not speak

When you came to
In that ambulance
You did not recognise me
At all.