I trade my moonless sky for the mirrored blindness of city day while wishing for swimming green grass that hide lying roots of tall country trees near lake-fish darting in clear blue waters fast moving silver circles into which poles of thought silently sink the river shares undercover secrets the room"s blackness unfolds as others reach between them points of light shine on pretend smiles of confusion deep voiced edge of tiredness surprises-fingers are unopened like the mind itself