at night


the lyrical qualities
of logical quandaries

keep me awake

at night
at night

as I dream

at night

and I see

at night

the shapes of peo
ple   in  my mind
they stuff  a god
a    meal  divine

without much work
a     song erupts
a    virulent hip
po  pot   a  mus!

a card-carrying member of world-watchers anonymous

my brain won’t stop
my brain won’t stop
my brain won’t stop

at night
at night

I can’t go to sleep

I’m dreaming.