Three nights in a row
I wrote a book instead of sleeping.
I drank caffeine free peppermint tea.
The tea was in a colorful Camel Corp cup from El Morro.
The whole time I wrote the book
I heard a shrill flute.
The brightest star dimmed
after I turned the desk lamp on.
The book had nothing to do with high school
or university friends and reunions.
In spite of that, the book started out:
Hullo, I have not seen you in a long time.
The main character spoke with impish glee
to a stranger he just met.
The stranger assumed he spoke to someone else.
The stranger ignored him while viewing Bright Angel Falls.
The water appeared to be honey
pouring out of a stone bowl.
copyright © 2023 Kenneth P. Gurney