A night of candles, quiet
Questions and though no
Nearer an answer, I am once
Again in love with myself,
Enamored of humans, ready
To check the leak in the
Bathroom, ceiling tiles
In the kitchen, the task list,
Computer, demands of the
Day. I had spread myself
Too thin; last night’s
Coalescing around the
Round center was long
Overdue. In my multiple
Dreams, some violent,
Some strenuous, some
Courting danger or death,
I was not alone; I walked
Or shot strangers with
Friends at my side, a lover
So wild the old man who
Tamed animals shunned
Him. I walked along
Crumbling rocks surefooted,
Paths sprung up before and
Behind me and waking, I
Smelled the ghosts of wax
And hugged my warm body,
Once more fully in it, alive.