In bed, Aquarium & Ungaretti's Christmas blues
by Rufo Quintavalle
[ poetry - december 06 ]
In bed
No sleep but this the only dream:
that things will fall,
that there is sense,
that there is sense in the way things
fall out
Aquarium
The few autumn leaves
still left on an elm
are red and orange
like coral, hinting
at a sea so large
one cannot see it
Ungaretti's Christmas blues
Ain't
going down
Too
tired
Leave me
be
forget
about me
Gonna get
good and warm
Sit
and watch
the fire
