The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for December 2002
direct
sunlight
through
the window
flashing
red
through
the
rattling
murmur of acela
silence
through my
eyelids
[my
con
centration]
exciting the
dancing motes
and drifting
phantasms
lurking
there
in front
of darkness
[in
front of
dreams]
shadows
shades
rich textures
like
lumps in
the x-ray noise
from the
beginning
of
time
or
the blobs in
the acretion
disc
around
epsilon
eridani
exoplanet
or
a wish in
the dark
[what
im
reaching
for]
November 2002