“Your eyes are closed”.
“I’m not sleeping”.
That I cannot see through light
reflection and absorption
I see and imagine through
sound and subtle interpretations.
I hear the wind through the forest
and imagine birds feet clamped down,
swaying with each breath.
I hear ducks cannonball into the pond
counting each of their children.
I hear a low flying helicopter and
imagine people being ferried away from
ground-zero.
