she forgot her bed
hard sidewalk stiffened of wrist
smashed upon trapdoor state of alert
phantom smoke-stacks adorn
this invisible thinking contemplation
of fire escapes wicked dream worlds
pour forth bewitching beauty
forget clothes these differences awake
should take all sleep past of last falling dreams
dream every spot in continuous saga
window face in air
comet illogical
sometimes stars
reveal everything
and nothing at all

--Andrew Lundwall, Arlington, VA, 6/23/05