Homo Will Not Inherit
Downtown anywhere and between the roil
of bathhouse steam — up there the linens of joy
and shame must be laundered again and again,
all night — downtown anywhere
and between the column of feathering steam
unknotting itself thirty feet above the avenue’ s
shimmered azaleas of gasoline,
between the steam and the ruin
of the Cinema Paree (marquee advertising
its own milky vacancy, broken showcases sealed,
ticketbooth a hostage wrapped in tape
and black plastic, captive in this zone