discordant construction noise, or, i miss daniel
Sound stirs
me from sleep,
fragments dream.
Remnants linger,
magic escapes,
driven from my head
by hammer bangs
and rumbling machinery.
Stretching, my body
protests awakening.
Suddenly stiff
and aware of too hot
blankets, sweaty limbs.
Eyes crack, unwilling.
Register dimly,
red numbers: 7:19.
Relief and annoyance mingle.
A luxury of hours,
mine to spend.
Naked and alone
in dreamtime.
Penetrated,
punctuated,
only by discordant construction noise.
Rzan
Comments
By the way, your blackberries are now jam. I made it without added pectin and was so concerned about it not being runny that I think it is blackberry cement. But tasty cement.
Posted by: Karen | August 29, 2002 12:29 PM
Mmmmm...Blackberry cement.
Posted by: rzan | August 29, 2002 10:44 PM
Blackberry cement..is that a Seattle band? Hi Mama-san!
Posted by: Little Joe | August 30, 2002 12:11 AM