Rhyming"Alarm will sound" - go on and sound it.Take the exit, be glad you found it.Basket full of trouble,boxcar full of stone.Leave one here,drag one home.Cactus Cathy and Gentleman Jimmet in the desert and went for a swim.Dreams are trainswithout a track -they take us awayand don't bring us back.Elevators go up all the way to the top -in dreams they mayrefuse to stop.Forgetting is lovely, remembering too;either one can make you happy,either one can make you blue.Gather your wits, if you can, if you're able,round them up and sit them at your table. Fill their glasses, then sit back and listen;sip you
Breaths and silencesUnsleeping, Adam leaves the bed to takea sedative, then slides back in. Eve's deepbreathing tells him that she did not wake.He lies there thinking back upon the yearhe lay awake and listened, wrapped in fear, to make sure she was breathing, and how sleepwould tug him down; recalls how glad he wasto hear her snore. She is snoring gently now.He thinks of wakeful nights he slept alone, and then of all the lovers who have known these breaths and silences; he'll write a poem.He starts it in his head to pass the time.He makes a line or two he wants to keep,repeats them to himself as he falls asleep.