Saturday, August 7, 2010

each time

It's all a gamble
even when you've rigged the game.

The pacing
that keeps you from sleeping,
more so than the nightmares.

Knee deep
in an inky
midnight sea

we close our eyes

until we feel starry-eyed


1 comment:

  1. Love the clarity and rhythm of both this poem and the one below. Wonderful line: "It's all a gamble/even when the game is rigged."