Somnia
Every night
Sirens
Screaming fire emergency crime
I see Atlanta burning
I see gun shot wounds
I see the darkness
Before dawn
Each night
Sounds
Stopping sound sleep
Tinnitus
Inner sirens whistle
Ear and brain
Heart beat breath
Every night
Machines
Click on off on
Heat air condition
You in the adjoining room
Restless as I awake going
From computer to staircase out
One sound alone soothes
The train with rhythm and horn
Carries me away
Jack
2/'09
Apricocks... Be kind and courteous to this gentleman; Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries; The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed and to arise; -Shakespeare: Midsummer Night's Dream
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