#142 the dilemma of morning

nothing beats rain in the morning before the sun and bird worms here the bed a paradise of non-escape a warm refuge in diaphanous gossamer at one with lingering half dreams and the hissing against the leaves outside the moon that tormented me last week is gone now and the sky through my window drips dark as i make my way out of night to fight off the day bhagiti 9.8.07 perrysburg, oh