Progress's Pilgrim

Night Tremors

Time spent: Often sold
Barely perceived, until she quiets
Spent times:
Recalled listlessly in bed
Tears, dread . . . restless Earth
Darkness swallows our breath


Tower Sitting @ Happy Malaga Castle

Trees curl west. Fog mutes northern nuclear
Lights, darkens stands, anoints houses: blur-
Ring Hollywood’s frantic diamond shimmy.

Traffic signals color Gower Street @ Sunset.
Headlamps approach the boxy Studio block.
Screeching tires speed south, turn right & stop

Below. 4 shiny heads, celebrating Krishna &
16,100 maidens, float past gingerbread doors.




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