Insomnia steps
Waiting with coffee until the city becomes occupied,
The poem is the rat race, the fact that it exists is enough.
Form is not important, does it enjoy itself?
Awake at 1, possibilities strobe,
And someone in Michigan is just seconds away.
This is not so bad, this long night of the soul.
At 2am, a comic book bought over Loot.co.za
For a nephew after pleading, and delivered
Together with an Anais Nin (unfortunately, to the office)
Is inappropriate maybe. Should run it by my brother.
3 is a locked-up memory of the week,
And a friend linking to a website that objectifies dead people.
Men. Stalin, F. Scott Fitzgerald, nameless Union soldiers 1861
In daguerrotype. Henry Adams is described as a ‘studmuffin’.
By 5 the city is ready for small movements
It interrupts the solitude we deserve, with a crane shifting
A treetop swaying. A few blocks south
A swimming pool is waiting, to see if you will make it there, today.