waking up from a dream to read
headlines of the morning’s paper
with coffee in your cup…
oh, my, what have I done!
no, what time had it happened
read again the hour better inside
the wall’s clock: tick-tock tick-tock
into the sun bleached bluffs
the wain with single ox leading
ahead of a storm takes hold above
places back an evening before
rome became dark.
@03/22/2014 by KPW