Woke Up It Was A Chelsea Morning Poem by Dónall Dempsey

WOKE UP IT WAS A CHELSEA MORNING


I decanted myself
from sleep
poured myself into this new morning

this being
the only body I had
I asked the morning to be gentle

'Ha! This ol'thing! '
the morning smirked
plunging me into a passing moment

I dive into the skin
of the moment
at one now with Time

'Hey..howaydoin''
smiled a second I hadn't seen before
gone...before I could even say hello

my sleep self
feeling naked without a dream
adopting to this human realm

'So, here we are in the actual! '
my sleep self yawns at the world
'Well, didyaevah! '

I engage in conversation
with my legs
we indulge in the first step...next step

I put on the world
like a greatcoat that don't fit
Life smiles at me

my sleep self still
gossiping with my awake self
'HEYWATCHWHEREY'ARE****INGGOING! ' screams a taxi

birds write themselves across a sky
or sit like notes
on telegraph wires

one bird flies off
another arrives
the music changes

I rearrange my life
around
(your absence)