I V

Written by: Dave Collins

               I  V


                       He sat quietly in the incoporeal 
                     thought theater of confusion never listening to 
                   everpresent unsatisfied yet insatisible quivering 
                 thoughtfulls of glowing fantasies intrepid night 
               romances doing the don’ts of life and society
            I can taste you in my dreams   touch you in my
         nonsleep care for your waterfall uncommon 
       in luxury midnite delicious door chime 
     renedevous windcaste fate  meld of mind and 
   soul of flesh and time, one nonapart
 minute embracement  
                                 (and close my eyes)


dave collins