Nightfall
Lying on my sofa
Cool with the new air conditioner

The outside air has cooled somewhat
Fortunately,
Between the heat of the Southern
Summer and the medication
I take could leave me
Coma-bound
The nightlife has lurched 
Into gear
The hard core coffee drinkers
Lounge in the coffeehouses
Listening to the music and writing poetry

TV on     home life
Computer on
Jazzy thoughts
Looking at Van Gogh’s paintings
Surfing the net @ the Web Museum

Listening to Shawn Colvin
and band    multi-task
Want her still
She is gone
New love rising old friends 
Gathering
My time seems secure today
The stars and the planets yowl
their magnetic forces and influences

nocturne
the river flows
the stars sing
60,000 guitars scream
rockabilly shouts

love
Sexton’s voice
On www.poets.org 
Cigarette low and hoarse
 I love the women poets
Even if they’re dead

While away time
Free from grad school
The world happens
Revolves
Stresses

At last I have peace
But I’m getting old
Waiting for E-mail
From that especial someone

At last the time has arrived 
where work is in tune
Invida Minerva
crying tears
that 
      f
       a
       l
      l   i
           n
           g
 
      s
        l
        I
           d
             e 
                     d
                    o
                          w
                            n my face
till I dry them with
my hand

nightfall
peace
frisson
M              e
   e         d    r
      a  n         ing   l 
                                  i      es
                             n 
f 
a
l
l into the stream
capsizing psyches
and timeless
kineses

Alone
Need someone
Fine
Will go to lengths
Will call everyday
Will write E-mail
Will ask Venus for help

Zest for life
Nightfall
Peace
May love heal you
My love steal you
 

7/1/98 Nashville
 

Authors Note: This poem was written after my air conditioner had been out for two weeks and due to medical complications had to spend the night at close friends
 

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