I stayed in there............ Tan curtains
hanging from metal bars
out of control........................enclosed the cot on which I was
lying.
in the clearing
........................Either the curtains were creating a
twilight semi-darkness
across the river
......................or it was night.
cold water......................
blood stains.............A deep unbearable
pain
twisted under me......emanated from my leg.
the unstoppable sound of the river.............It was encased in
bandages,
there was a thud.................and I could not see what the matter
was.
sleep..............................
the raised red button...........
low flying planes.............
against the wall........ every pebble glistened...............
the evening sunlit leaves
the smell of green grass....
warm sun.........................
a red front door................
cold cereal........................
working............................
to the shores of Tripoli....................
a white shirt.......................
making love......................
the children laughing..........
blue jeans.........................
potato soup......................
the unbidden flood...............
because I have never been there
footprints..........................
unwashed windows...........
a dark corner....................
the pine trees overhead......
walking.............................
riding................................
the horizon........................