Station, Sanctuary
inside the windows glow
inside the windows glow
exactly one bar stool inside the skirted icon lounge
How sweet to have bedtime on a spring mountain train.
The farthest “out” I want to go on the weekend. Under one condition. Only for a moment.
Red light from a tiny slit in the dark grey night.
Did they drop this on the table by my door?
Outdoor shelter seating for Saint Patrick’s Day
Trying and brilliantly failing to block the bright outside light.
Enter your personal pink dream tunnel and quilted waiting womb.
these glittered hands are almost eighty, but very young in heart.
Clearance cake encased in plastic on a blanket of red towel.
Peering into black shadows of pink fissures.
Toilet nudes – always pink midnight.
Blurred light between night and day, pink and red … dreamed sleep and wakefulness in winter.