From Songs of Unreason, by Jim Harrison
RUMINATION
I sit up late dumb as a cow,
which is to say
somewhat conscious with thirst
and hunger, an eye for the new moon
and the morning's long walk
to the water tank. Everywhere
around me the birds are waiting
for the light. In the world of dreams
don't let the clock cut up
your life in pieces.
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