Wakefulness: Poems
“My enchiladas were delicious, and I hope that yours were too.
I wanted to fulfill your dream of me in some suitable way. Giving away my new gloves, for instance, or putting a box around all that’s wrong with us.
But these gutta-percha lamps do not whisper on our behalf.
Now sometimes in the evenings, I am lonely with dread. A rambunctious wind fills the pine at my doorstep, the woodbine is enchanted, and I must be off before the clock strikes whatever hour it is intent on.
Do not leave me in th...is wilderness!MoreLess
I wanted to fulfill your dream of me in some suitable way. Giving away my new gloves, for instance, or putting a box around all that’s wrong with us.
But these gutta-percha lamps do not whisper on our behalf.
Now sometimes in the evenings, I am lonely with dread. A rambunctious wind fills the pine at my doorstep, the woodbine is enchanted, and I must be off before the clock strikes whatever hour it is intent on.
Do not leave me in th...is wilderness!MoreLess
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