Friday, December 17, 2010

Thrill at dawn

this morning as I sat dreaming
in my old rocking chair
- that has got me -
I looked at a bag of
shipping peanuts
that lay on the floor before
and I swore
I sore (saw)
a face in the styrofoam
in the center of the sack
- looking to its left -
with its hand held to its face
registering surprise
at a future gift
to be unwrapped