the fog is in
and I'm under it
you on the other hand
 I dreamed
 you had a baby
and it wouldn't wake up
 but then I spoke to it
and it smiled

they tore my cubicle apart
there were two young women with telex machines
I asked them
did you find the bodies
  and where are my canes?
Karen's office, they said
but it's in a different building

 we made coffee
  and you wanted to go away together