DREAMING
She’s under starlight on a park bench
Lincoln park in Cleveland
Head down in her chest, she dreams
a magic hour, dreams
She wakes a magic hour world
Queen Maab on a park bench
Dream blinking from her eyelashes
meets dream under starlight
Fairies’ve laid a jam and butter sandwich
on a blanket by her side
Milk and honey
sweet cold water
fruit and nuts
A bite like a kiss into white bread
delicious provisions and memories
of her childhood
Holy feral night in her little church
in the park under the stars
Moon her sun
She picks her lyre
up out of her bag lady disguise bags
She plucks and wakes up sparrows
who adjust in roosts with nips
and muffled chirps for hours
waiting for daybreak
When lucid light of suntime comes
she visits Civilization
for coffee
~ Lady