Sun glows--

the sun glows

i balance

on a chair and climb

into bed

the white walls

of my room

are quiet

we talk;

then...

“goodnight” she says

and is silent

i stare out the window

at the leaves

black blurs against

mellow gold

sunset

this is evening

i gaze at the white walls

and listen

to the hum of the air-conditioner

2/3/98