artwork: ralph murre
A
Compendium of Daydreams
by
Don Schaeffer
I
forget where I
left
the car, and forget
where
I live.
I
run crazy through the streets
while
time slides away on greased rails.
Those
who miss me
wait.
A
party forces my choices.
I
grin for some of them
and
leave the rest in the cold.
They
wait for me, not present to see,
not
knowing I am gone.
We
emerge from the battle,
my
friends
seeping
away into the ground.
I
am joyous
even
while they
say
farewell to the grass.
~
first published in Loch Raven Review
