Sleepwalker
he lay
curled on a foam mattress
at the foot of the bed
keeping watch
guarding
his child’s mind
believing
his presence
made it all okay
neither would disappear
if he watched over them
every night
he would curl into a ball
under his Garfield blanket
comforted by their closeness
the night she left
the small boy
at the foot of the bed
slept
Today’s Special
the mainlanders sit
with looks of relaxed
boredom
on their sun-kissed
perfectly bronzed
faces
they sip Mai tais
while deliberating
over
whether or not
to order a poo poo
platter
interest perks up
in the eyes of
many
when the chit chat
turns to talk of the
links
the sun dips
dazzles and disappears
unnoticed
the locals sing
the praises of the evening’s
fish special
an island delicacy
