Monday, October 28, 2013

Coyotes

Coyotes
10-28-13

At night they sleepwalk on city lawns,
moving slow as water
into the homes of daughters,
into the houses of sons.

They bark, and piss on nations.
They follow invisible maps
larger than their grasp,
and finer.  They are patient.

Do they enter our heads from the front or back?
What wakes when we sleep
is beside both and next to neither. 
What sleeps when we wake

are coyotes, unseen in shadow,
dreaming our lives in daylight,
restless under well-trimmed hedges.