01 Sunday. I am eating a
02 grapefruit. church is over at the Russian
03 Orthodox to the
04 west.
05 she is dark
06 of Eastern descent,
07 large brown eyes look up from the Bible
08 then down. a small red and black
09 Bible, and as she reads
10 her legs keep moving, moving,
11 she is doing a slow rhythmic dance
12 reading the Bible ...
13 long gold earrings;
14 2 gold bracelets on each arm,
15 and it's a mini-suit, I suppose,
16 the cloth hugs her body,
17 the lightest of tans is that cloth,
18 she twists this way and that,
19 long young legs warm in the sun ...
20 there is no escaping her being
21 there is no desire to ...
22 my radio is playing symphonic music
23 that she cannot hear
24 but her movements coincide exactly
25 to the rhythms of the
26 symphony ...
27 she is dark, she is dark
28 she is reading about God.
29 I am God.
I have a pretty good idea what this poem is about but just to make sure can anybody tell me what you might think it be about?