Monday, August 25, 2008

unfinished bridges

concrete and steel stops
in the middle of the river

I drive off bridges in my dreams
not realizing till it ends
till I'm in the air
that I'm going to die

this re-occurs
but I never land
wake up you sleepy
anxious, caught-in-a-fishingnet
kerfuffle head

take the gauzy bandages off your eyes
and the signs off your forehead
that say, "I don't belong here"

find the peace
in a glass of water
in the light of river glass
in the hum whir bend break of the world
inside both your brains

4 comments:

Jo said...

really loved this as well......I went too.

holly said...

Thank you Jo. I wish I hadn't gone there so many times. :)

Nathan said...

This is excellent Holly. I think "I drive off bridges in my dreams" could be a short poem in itself.

Misty said...

find the peace
in a glass of water
in the light of river glass
in the hum whir bend break of the world
inside both your brains

:-)