OPEN YOUR HEART
and the world walks in
shattered battered illumined
filthy tattered bloody begging
saints in various ways.
These are your guests and your teachers
the loves of your life and the terrors.
Open your heart
set the table
enjoy the party.
NIGHTMARES
My nightmares are
spit phlegm gunpowder and blood
humid and dark
concrete crazy
rebar and ruined
I’m chauffeured by dogs
or tumble through air
or skid down alleys like newspapers
I end up hiding behind green dumpsters
thinking I’m safe for the time being
Safe as a rat in Chinatown.
RW
Seattle
08.26.2018
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