Danny Gentile #67 - The Other Thing

dreamed last night

came back collecting thoughts

but letting them slip

craning my neck

out of this aspect

to be with you

all rough and particulate

like grit for

the mind’s eye

and wondering

what is that 

so crooked and myopic

the other thing

waiting generally reserved

for when daylight

is sipped through blinds

and watering rain

blurs it out