some graffiti from the 1970s,
unreadable, a crumbling wall
reinforced, most likely older,
it's a photograph circa 1978;
lights are out, fusebox something-
something-or-other too technical
to care about about--I've got other things
going on--woke up itching all over,
was it all in my mind, I dunno, but
it felt like it.
fell asleep suddenly at 10,
strange dream (I don't really care
to get into it) at 5:30 awoke suddenly*
*recall last stanza ~Tom
got a shower, half sleeping
the sun was yet to break the horizon,
I closed my eyes, hair yet to dry,
two more hours, who knows?
two more hours.