bonus gwen alley poem!


Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

the bell rings
315am
I respond

I am at burning man and still awake
some 10,000 people must still be up
making music art  love mayhem
driving dragons picnic tables lobsters
dancing to planet claire deep house techno

I am almost  back on my bike
but I have removed the motorcycle boots
the blue sparkle dress
the glow sticks
the glitter makeup
I am almost in my sheets
engulfed in dusty mexican blankets

a baby cries
a marching band passes
revelry unties

people follow  the moon to bed
the man glows his arms down
he watches and waits