Night creature

January 21, 1981

1. The sky fills with stones. Stars litter the grass and powder beneath thin soles. They don't answer to their names. 2. Wet moonlight patches up trees I loss enthusiasm walking around while snow claws the shabby lapels, pecking my old blue coat. 3. An owl shrieks like a teakettle. A teakettle shrieks like an owl. Crawling into the frosty oval exhaled against the window, I sink into sp iney upholstery waiting