I still have dreams about that house

In black and white and green

And the big backyard

Glad I remembered how to dream

But there’s static ‘round the edges now

Just trying to get through

All fuzzy on the corners as the image comes into view

We were two magnets pointed north in corresponding force

Magnets pointed north

Sleeping there with four or five of us

Concrete steps down to the lake

Slipping hands down a wrought-iron railing

Wet by foam on the wake

Climbing out on the roof in December

Both nursing our wounds

Gave me your jacket, said, “I want you to have it

It looks better on you”

We were two magnets pointed north in corresponding force

Magnets pointed north

We were two magnets pointed north on coinciding course

Magnets pointed north