Bob, the Same

We suspect the escapist

Of really dreaming

Of escape from the escape,

A suspect running

Down a blind alley

Hoping for an open door

To end the running,

Like Roberto Benigni—

Not as he ended

Life Is Beautiful,

Where his character escapes

As all flesh escapes

At the end of that alley,

But as he ended

Up in Down by Law,

Simply quitting his escape

For a fairytale

Encounter deep in the swamps,

In his dream lover’s

Enchanted diner

Where he could hide forever,

Dancing cheek to cheek

In Uncle Luigi’s clothes,

That this world would stay,

And I could stay here with it.