A beautiful family picked me up on the side of the road in Lihue (Kaua’i), Hawaii. They even gave me $10 for the bus fare. I left them a copy of this poem underneath the bus bench they dropped me off at…hopefully they received it :) Mahalo!
This was typed for Bill at Occupy LA.
prompt: To use the line, “when was the last time you thought of me, unexpected as if in a dream”
prompt: “write a poem about sleep. i love sleeping. :p”
this poem was created with help from two of my favorites:
* I love the phrase “fallow spaces”; learned it from a song by one of my favorite local bands, full of emptiness
* I used a line from one of my favorite poems by Louise Gluck, “the white lilies”