
Reality and Possibility

poetry, prose, and photography

Dreams of motion
Cars and vans, across deserts
Sunlight’s glaring strength
The forces of life drive hard
Each day waking
I’m the same bed
With different views
Outside this glass
Wheels sparkle in the day
Transitions happen
Nervousness wakes me
A meeting with high pressure
I’m lacking self-trust

In this deep darkness
As this day transformed to new
This eerie silence?
Darkness holds its own
Rest is deceptively hard
The street-light’s ally
Early morning light
Filtered by smoke
Rising from California
Demanding access
To my lungs
Though I resist
My coughing
And sneezing
State clearly
I have lost