Last night
A commotion of space waves
Rescued a small boy
Who liked to distract people
Who wanted to tell tennis players
In the midst of their game
They should play monopoly instead
Or at least shoot each other. Afterwards
The dog pissed on a newspaper
The mayor and his entourage
Made an appropriate toilet
Posing beside a victim of gang rape
With suspicious expressions
Winding the elasticity of my nerves
Around an ice cap of memory
A pair of binoculars, roving around
The accommodating windows
Of a peep show neighborhood
At the twelve o’clock hour
Diverts my attention
Insomnia trails behind
Like clothes carried by wind
Over another body
More agitated than mine
My dreams are aware
I scratch in my sleep
Surely a sign
That something is missing |