I was climbing the towards his apartment on Floor 3

When I was stopped by two members of the secret police

I had seen them before outside the Fuchsia Apartments

The older of the two men demanded to know why I was there

I had to think fast so I told him that I was going to meet Stephan Christian

We shared a love of poetry and were part of a poetry group at the city university

Yet I had lost his address and thought he lived in these apartments

I then showed him a book of Shakespeare’s sonnets to back up my story

it was obvious that cop could not read English and that he had believed me

A near miss how could I have been so stupid as they were all looking for Ana R

Who at that very moment was standing right in front of them on Floor 2