"RENT" - Jane Cooper

If you want my apartment,
sleep in it
but let's have a clear
understanding:
the books are still free agents.

If the rocking chair's arms
surround you
they can also let you go,
they can shape the air like a
body

I don't want your rent, I want
a radiance of attention
like the candle's flame when we
eat,

I mean a kind of awe
attending the spaces between
us---
Not a roof but a field of stars.