12/3/19 21:41 Bethlehem, PA
I’m am here, reading King and dozing off to dreamland. Received some good news earlier which I
shared with Meli and our friends. I put
my wedding suit together and will need to confirm I have a white shirt that is
not stained. I have a tie and I may buy
new black shoes so I can look my best. I
will work on my novel in a little while.
Just wanted to get some thoughts down and this poem. This is a first take, I hope you enjoy it.
This house
There are no Christmas lights at this Bethlehem house
Darkness looms, constant shade
Two men, have settled into their respective rooms
Traffic is a wave, settling on the winter street
Train in the distance and I imagine the icy hands gripping
on for life, castaways in the night
She moves through the store in another country, buying a
dress for her last Christmas party in Mexico
Later, we will say prayers together, kiss the air, and I
will think of her smile as I drift off
Thank you for reading this
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