--Long afternoon before a nap--
Toward night with cooling down
I wait
sitting
sitting
reading.
My mind a blank
not recieving
the written page
turns out, inside
first sounds come
then
a subtle touch.
Both briefly dim
a burst of light,
I lean back
the vision
begins
begins
begins.
By: David E. Howerton
©[07/13/1990]
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