Arpia's Poetry

A DREAM IN THE KITCHEN

I was in the kitchen

Dreaming on and screaming

I was gone

I was in the kitchen

Walking through my mind

I was alone

I was in the kitchen

The dog

It had one eye up on me

I was in the kitchen

Misty days

As some bees go by

I was in the kitchen

And the world

It was on its own

I was in the kitchen

Happy or sad, now

I don't know

I was in the kitchen

The earth

Growing bodies in my bed

I was in the kitchen

Slipping through my mind

I was dead

1990

Arpia's Poetry