threading me back into the world
Have you evar?
Followed a line that ended right about there?
Right about noon. Slept on an air mattress with a cat.
And loved the kindness of the world.
Have you woke up confused or screaming?
Even my cat sleeps across the room at times.
Wondered why? Have you followed the dreams
of someone else. Before I sleep, I see reels
that have left me now.
And in the morning sometimes
morning wakes me, comes in to my room
through the blinds. My cat touches me with her whiskers
and backs off across the bed.
Sometimes I would wake up and not know why my pillow
was wet from crying. And yet. And yet.
Distance is only a gunshot and words
fall silent down the page.
I woke the other night to gunshots.
For what. For everything.
September 