I Grow Quiet.

Really quiet.
My skin feels funny and my mind almost blank–
I float through savasana like a new born– a healthy one, a growing one.
I don’t feel lonely.
I don’t feel hungry.
I don’t even feel angry anymore.
Not at all.
I want to be around brave folk.
Real brave ones.
That and I’d really like to know Leonard–

I’m off to bed.

Oh how I love my job.

x.

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One Response to “I Grow Quiet.”
  1. Ancient Greek says:

    I like this poem very much. Just saw Leonard in concert in PDX on the 8th. Great poet.

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