----------Sara Hummingbird----------------

THE MEANING OF THINGS

My dreams shape

the air like a body...

and leaves people all over my pillow.

When I blink awake, I pray

Please

come back

explain what you meant

throwing that rabbit

at my head

and when

my feelings fled out the window

as I stared at the smashed clock.

O the meaning of these morning meanderings

I don’t want to miss them

old boyfriends

old food

old clothes

what tumbles out of my mind

scrambles for my attention.

Come back

Rest awhile

Let me sort and file

your presence

into this beautiful morning.