Sunday, July 10, 2016

I sit up at night


Moon

The moon is not out
The sun is not up
The trees are not green

A man comes for his son: 'Moyu!'
It's the night/morning after the school ball.

We call him Josh.



The wind is not working
The sea is not waving
Shoes are not wearing

The moon is not out:
I am not not thinking about Texas.



I sit up at night

Blanket on knees
Knees on knees
Lamp light writing

Short, deep
Ideas

Words dance
Words play

Words with big ears
And short skirts

Words like children
Only more grown up

Words like adulthood
Exactly

Winter, wool, fire:
I sit up at night writing poetry.

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