:Poem
Diana Ross turned 40 that day.
And so in the shower he vamped to "Baby Love"
and "Come See About Me,"
stood pinked in the steam while the DJ read news,

just happened to see
the dark welt on his shin.
Or that's how he told it, anyway, later
when the lesions crawled him
and he coughed and coughed.
The shower, Diana. As if it were funny.
To lie in blonde light
kept alive by four tubes.