light disappears
the eyes close and the view
draws black
the breeze comforts and chills
like the mind cant change the moment
the spring can seem to believe.
we all tend to daydream,
but mine, mine---
drifts

all the ambient,
the hums of lights
white roars of tires on the roads,
the chills from the breeze, and the animated notes of animals
all seem unknown.

no dreaming in the stasis,
just existence.
as light tries to peer in this darkroom.
this is my photo lab
no need to expose.
i will let the images develop on their own.
and the pictures it all creates...
seem to in the water
emulsify, then attempt to testify
to drift.