Dream

Poems from the 1970s

last night

        i saw a

                         lonely road

                         it wound

                and wound

and as i wended

i found it

lying wounded

                beside a ditch

                         curled up like a

                                snake

                         biting its own

                tail

        and i know

i am

that lonely road

                oh god i’m sick

                        of gorging on myself

         such helplessness!


                                        dec 2nd mmi [1973?]