TEN P.M.

A MOTH FLOATS DROWNED
IN A MASON JAR
HALF FILLED WITH WATER
RUST RED
FROM COOLING STEEL

A TINY SPIDER
CRAWLS A PATH OF SKY BLUE LINE
ABOVE MY WORDS

TWO BATS
AIR DANCE
THE FLOODLIGHT

SHADOW BATS
MELT ACROSS OAK BOARDS
LIQUID DANCING
INTO DARK

(AUG/3/1985)
REH