By Dominik Slusarczyk I toss and turn all night. When the sun comes up enough that my room is brightly lit I give up on sleep and get out of bed. I drink three cups of coffee but I am so tired they barely help. I search my memory but find nothing. I have to … Continue reading Scientist
Memory and Other Poems
By Dominik Slusarczyk Memory This light is Disguised as night. I watch it weave Its way through the Undergrowth like A snake slithering Over a pedantic lawn. I do not call out And beg it for Aid even though I Need light like I Need love: That light will not Help a dying star like … Continue reading Memory and Other Poems
