Walking Science Experiment

by Fran Berkman

Walking science experiment,
enchanted and ranting.
In the back of a taxi
we come true.

This is where we stand
but only when the sky turns black.
Two pillars supporting the night
until the sun comes back.

Whisper in my ear and out the other.
Scream the ugly truth at my face in public.
Talk to me, while staring at your fingers,
at a regular volume over dinner.