Treasure Island

gordon nosworthy

Another Way Of Saying Crazed With Thought

there are trucks in my hair
get them out
before they drive me away
get them a garage
fix their engines
they’re out of tune
find them another parking lot

there is a blue light
in the bathroom
&trucks in my hair
full of parcels with places to go

a woman sleeps in my bed
she put the blue light in the bathroom
she does not have trucks in her hair
she has flowers

there is a book on the desk
the cover is closed
the book is sleeping

the book is full of people
I wonder if it is also full of trucks
a book is a good place for trucks
far better than my hair

there is a radio beside the book
its voice is clogged with trucks
now there are trucks in my ear
the engines are igniting
the trucks are ready to roll
the blue light in the bathroom
is going out

the woman sleeping
knows nothing of trucks
or books or radios or computers
she is expert
on blue lights in bathrooms
without places to go

I cannot sleep

Submitted: Friday, March 14, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 14, 2014

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