before sleep (2005)
throws nets of rain-mail knitted from quadratic equations
over my roof and thoughts.
solutions dissolve like chalk as they slide
into wet guttersleep. i resist,
just in case a unified theory
should come to me uninvited
like a gift of engine-noise and water.
the plane fades into ink still loud on the page
but the rain is tenacious;
scratches formulae on the slate.
it is late.
time conspires with space and gravity
to pull me down into a black hole;
the pen now weighs the same as a
and my lashes
drag my blinds down to the