Gift Of The Temptress /23

 

Then, the softest feeling spoke

all around the center

and if there I called to her,

my circle in the turn,

and understood the joke.

 

"Yes", she said, I am a dream,

I am here for only one night,

and I am not all I seem.

 

I am that mountain you stood on at

 

            3:00 o'clock in the afternoon

            on the 28th day of August

            in the year of 1974,

 

and I am the

friend you thought of then,

of how, though you shared with him

a sense of humor about life, he died.

 

And how you floated away

then to this moment, this

shadow, a yawn, and the electric

feeling in your spine when

you're sleepy.

 

 

 

 23.