#poem, “Round About Sunrise”

ROUND ABOUT SUNRISE (While listening to the Overture of Die Zauberflöte by W. A. Mozart) I like to whisper in the doorway, play with shadows at the bar,turn the clocks back one long hourdrive a fancy blue sports car. I’m an atom torn from silence,causing ripples on a stream,like a face half-torn from memorythat returns

#poem, “Round About Sunrise”