Sleepwalking – Page 18

Antipode

As my hand makes the first blind motionin late morning, hers rises up to put out the light. In sleep her body feels similar hunger pangs,Becomes bored with someone else’s dreams. When she wakes we walk the same distances,To and from a supermarket, a train car,An unfamiliar apartment. My eye fixes on something in airContinue reading “Antipode”

Untitled

Paper-lantern pattern of white sky, cut by the one bare tree between the evergreens.   A ball is thrown back and forth between two small boys.   Mothers push swaddled strollers down the path, past the picnic tables.   The gait of a lone woman walking; the dart of anxious finches —   This is how the heart behaves: The child chasing a whiteContinue reading “Untitled”

Scene

The sun grown so heavy,pleading with the lonely housesto go down with it. Grass set ablaze.A cheap plastic swing set,rocking slight to hypnotism of the oak leaves. From what part of whose childhood?The insecurities, sung into the ground,a doll´s blue button eyein the same corner under the shed. Remembering when your hand led you intoContinue reading “Scene”