Poetry Blogs (alarm)
You have fallen asleep with the radio on.
Electromagnetic waves push inanities
into air that should at this time be only for breathing.
I lie and wait for the dull click
that will bring silence billowing down
onto your slumber and my wakefulness
knowing that the same sound, too soon
will tear me from the sleep
I should have accepted I needed
Tuesday 11th September 2018 8:28 pm
The radio on your alarm switches on at 3am,
unbeckoned. The voice of a nighttime preacher
speaking forgiveness onto dead waves. It begins
in your dreams, and only later do you realize
his voice is not water spilling from a crack in a brick wall.
You bring your fingers to your face, listening
to the voice, which is not fire, telling you
you are loved by an empty sky. He...
Tuesday 10th June 2014 1:43 am