going to audubon circle

 i called you again
 got off the train at north station
 rode my bike straight to the bar

 and you came back
 slid onto the stool next to mine
 leaned into me and all around me

 i called you again
 and you took a bite from my arm
 left your mark on my neck

 and you came back
 armed with explanations
 wired for anger and shame

 i called you again
 didn't know how to say i'd wanted
 to come up that first night

 so we walked up beacon street
 all the way to coolidge corner
 air thick with may flowers

 when we ran out of hands to hold
 you hailed a cab
 i never called again