today the bike path by Paradise Pond
and the kiosk where mary planned
a woman
's group

while I made cell calls because it was easier than commiting

tonight e-mails some kind some selfish

I biked hard because my son is...

I can’t know
I don’t have his type of brain
He gave me the opportunity to push against

Children take us beyond controlling
only ourselves can we help them with

waiting for them to grow

Tonight the cold it’s supposed to frost
David is excited about weather
I hope the downstairs neighbors brought
their plants in but I didn’t dare wake them

After the poetry reading
it was amazing
that 22 year olds' crying
gave me permission

Though if they were my plants
I’d want to know

Especially since it’s 2:13 a.m.
and no chance of sleep

But this body heat and David
Just awoke
And said hi after taking
the headphones out of his
ears

Chain eating vitamins
Cough drops and sugar
I keep writing hoping someone
will
read it and love it
but mostly David
who will edit it