Fish-Sleep (Poem)
Blowing Bubbles Like a Fish
In the living room, The windows Reflect tv Amid pulses of LEDS Outside, there’s glass stillness To the cars and houses It’s hold-your-breath quiet It presses upon me Like a dome of silence A luring spell casting Slow rivers in my heart I walk underwater & yawn like a fish Blowing bubbles I proceed to crash, & enjoy the heaviness That beget the fall