Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Sometimes I Live

sometimes I live
on a thimbleful of sleep
two thimblefuls of coffee

whatever is there once a month
at the food annex
where I feel like

i am being fed with a dropper.
small farm animal I
sometimes think I am

perhaps a lamb.
Christ's lamb I hope.
I am.

sometimes oh most of the time it's pink and gold
inside my mind like a spring orchard
even while I wait in line.

mary angela douglas 26  september 2017