Tom Clark
Light Sleeper

As all the ballast of familiar life

Floated away from the hot air balloon

That was taking me in far-travelling mood

Over vast still mountains once glimpsed in dreams

I felt my foolishness in the domain

Of the air like a kind of punctuation

Applied to a page before a word's written

By that great Friend who, scattered everywhere

In the universe, seems to piece together

The floorplans of the endarkened rooms

Of this great city by negative design

Until the shapes before my eyes became

Obscure as all those lost relationships,

As all the ballast of familiar life

Found In Volume 26, No. 06
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About the Author

Tom Clark is a member of the Core Faculty in Poetics and New College of California.  His books include Zombie Dawn, a collaboration with Anne Waldman (Skanky Possum, 2003).