Petersen: Kleichen and a Man

I have seen eternity and it is like this,

a man and woman dancing in a bar

in a poor street on an unswept floor.

It clings and plots and is desperate,

at a point between violence and abjection,

between warmth and agoraphobic fear.

Let me reverse this and accept the fear.

Let me drop all objections to abjection,

since life itself  is desperate

and has to tread the unswept floor

carefully, lovingly, while the bar

hovers in eternity. Like this.