Saturday, March 5, 2011

Tunnel Sleep

When he sleeps
he sees it
in a blue sky
over clear water

For two years the lake hasn’t thawed
the sky has been nothing but charcoal

When he sleeps he shivers
against a concrete wall
in an old interstate-tunnel
next to burnt-out mini-vans

For two years he’s woken up
wishing he hadn’t.

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