Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Oneirology

twenty-four hours awake
well, twenty-three if that nap in the car counts
thunder and lightning waking me
struck moments of childlike terror and counting
one one thousand, two one thousand, three
yesterday I walked in the morning
today I'll sleep instead;
no liquid light pouring down
that gold is hid by clouds
blue and gray and blue
my gold instead the light of a burning bulb
sixties hood, sixties range,
in this, my old apartment.
twenty four hours awake
well, twenty-three if that nap in the car counts
dreams and illusions speaking to me
percussed moments of lucidity in the madness
one one thousand, two one thousand, three

-Jay
10/13/09
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