Today I felt a need
to change rooms. I’ve
felt it several times before
but, as things are,
my study frowns
and the TV numbs me
with bad news.
Ah,
here’s a lovely room
with bare boards. It’s full
of dusks and dawns
and the sound
of the sea. It’s where
a cramped heart
walks through walls
seeking to share a pasture
with gazelles.
