long, long, long

i'm in a cozy hotel room
for the weekend.
can't sleep.
put in earphones
listen to pretty goodnight
music, for to rock me
and drown out the sound
of my mother's snoring.

i am thinking that
i am hungry. and
i am thinking that
i will read some
tennessee williams. and
i am thinking that
there are so many
books to read and so
little time. and i'm
wondering if tobin
has read on the road
yet, i wish she would.

also i am thinking.
that it feels so brave
to be (here). and
listening to pretty
music shawn gave
me that makes me
so sad and strange. and
it feels very brave.