He sat in silence as she talked,
but didn't really hear her.

Actually, he preferred to walk
alone down frigid suburb streets,
where polished cars along the curb
slept like private birds and beasts.

So freshful was the cold night air;
so peacely was the starless sky.
He wandered far, content to be
a maginary man alive.

She sat in silence as he walked,
but didn't feely real him.