the Grande Zombie tells me sleep is over-rated. is that true Roger?

a poem from 1982-1987 era - published in Insomonia & Poetry - a small press 'zine. - in 1995. it is also probably the only poem i have published that works in rhyme. one of the very few i've written in rhyme actually. again - when you can, support those small presses of your choice.

really wasted today. probably got a total of 3 hours sleep in the last 30 hours or so ... must be anxiety or something about being away from the ever joyous paper machine!! Yeah, right.



WAITING FOR THE END OF THE WORLD

Plath watched the channel.
Brodigan watched the bay.
And they both heard the same sweet voice that never went away.
i watch the mountains.
i listen to the voices.
i stare into those templed spires realizing i am running out of choices.