‘NEW YEAR’ – DAY(DREAM) # 1,354
It had cooled down.
On my minuscule balcony
I didn’t stand a chance against the hubbub
so before going to sleep I cast down the anchor
from the second floor, it was fixed to the outside wall
by a heavy chain.
It disappeared into the ground with a muffled splat.
A gaggle of geese drifted around in the grass beneath my flat
like a drunkard’s prayer.
I’d bet on them being geese – cackling
Not long after midnight half awake
and overcome by blindness
I was drawn towards the window that was now open, just caught
a glimpse of the village vanishing into the horizon.
The chain the anchor had been fixed to
swung wildly back and forth.
I closed the window as quietly as I could
not wanting to make a noise, and went
back to bed.