death v

I dropped my clock upon the floor last night
as I was setting it to ring today,
and now it isn’t marking minutes right,
so I awoke with twenty gone away
I thought I’d use. But I don’t need
that time awake; it’s not significant to me.
My brain is on vacation – I’ll proceed
to follow it 2 days from now. You see:

On Thursday morning, we will drive the car
a half a state to where the desert blooms.
The dog, a man and I will travel far
away from city lights and plaster rooms
to when the California pavement ends,
to where galactic majesty extends.

This entry was posted in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s