4th and Wall

2

Drooling in					the
Drivel under the pillow				putting
The 						past
Into parallel with the				next
Day						present
"Don't read					it
This						way."
One eye						on
The sky the other				closed:
Watching					red
Spots						waving
While						spinning
In a						bathtub
Whirl						pool
This brought back some				wound
Repeated cycles					that
"Lean						over,
Head in						the
Street."					It
Could						contain
Injustice shared				over
Uncertain					Christ
Like						tendencies
To dream up pain				separation
A soul lost a					cold...
"Just						drivel"
Laid on the table				in
No 						real
Order bound					to
Doubt, just looping back			again
The newspaper said 'confluence'			it
Read						one
Eye open					it
Reached into					a
Pocket pulling out a				fresh
Band						aid