to challenge sleep to go against
the one-eyed god
Polyphemus by way of Redon
rising, open eye ripe
with stupid gazing.
How dare you look at me?
plural tense: now and then, to bed and back again and
one more war.
The oral rinse of moral sense can lift the fence
of expectation, expand the dome
of tolerance. I, too, arose from
the unthinkable, used to Nobody
responding loud as circumstance.
Source: Poetry (April 2013).