meditation #5 (bedroom)

nestled in bed,

adrift in dream--

a flickering screen--

he shuts the door

to her room.

meditation #4 (librarian)

out of touch,

style--

old, awkward,

embarrassing--

nervous, quite

depressing--

hand-wringing

and dead--

watching her drown,

and drowning myself.

meditation #3 (fog)

deep air folding,

resting on mats,

electric green--

mirrored, black puddles,

scratched gravel bumps--

neon, flashing scene.

meditation #2 (garden party)

silver trees

and beer--

branches

in the sky--

my head

swimming

with yours.

meditation #1 (zen)

to smash

two bells--

to dream

without sleep--

walking below

the earth.

trio

"every dog deserves

a second chance at life,"

whipped with chains, set aflame;

changed, to believe

that it deserves

to live behind bars;

beat up meat,

tears, bleeding,

and having others bleed.

for charlie

she didn't cry

but i did almost

explaining what i did

changing my life

with him dead

///

driving down the road

manic from no sleep

wanting to be manic

with no sleep

writing poems

and writing this poem

round--

round,

quiet,

swelled,

sketched,

brown

and grey,

blended,

short,

imperfect.