The piano teacher set out the rules of attraction
Mine were of trouble.
“Kokoro,” I called out.
The slim, attractive woman appeared. She was a child of God. That is what she called herself.
“Tell me of your dream,” I asked.
The cat’s cradle, she said, I dreamed it was under fire.
There was a death
Even while we followed the rules for life.
At swim, all my friends felt pleasure and sorrow.
The correction, Charlie travels here today.
A war crime.
I held up my hand
“You watch too much of the news before bed,” I said.
Smiling, she patted at her dress and turned to leave.
“Stay,” I asked. “It is early. We can watch the sunrise from the balcony.”
The city was yellow with lights, the last of the night sat uneasily
With the sun on the horizon.