THOLOS OF ATHENA

Saturday, August 21, 2004

copeland morris A DREAM

Wrap-around sunglasses
Ear to ear you wore
In mourning at the sermon;
Addressed me as "sir"
As curtly as you could,

Embraced me once more.

You were still like a willow;
Asked
What was I doing.
"For me it's normal", I said,
"Dividing balance...
What will break, what mend."

I dreamed I was living in
My car, when you
Discovered my embarrassment.
I'm rolling the window down,
Pulling on socks and shoes.

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