…where,

in last night’s midnight’s dream,

yes, I had a destination,

but not the destiny to arrive at it,

so, only, frustration, was felt.

And later, in that early morning fantasy ,

half awake, I could feel, still,

the feel of their touching…

of her on my side and her on my side

and what they were touching on me

as my wife was touching me

and all of us, aroused!

And all the other pieces of yesterday,

all the blossoms of the lei,

hanging, aromatic, around my neck!

The facts of it.

Just the facts of yesterday:

A Cheerios and blue berries breakfast;

Later, sitting on the back porch

watching the tiny birds

popping out from under the big round bush

like “WACK – A- MOLE”!

to snatch the tossed seeds,

then to flit off into the trees;

And then a quick prayer to Mother God;

and then a list of “Potential Scams”

on my cell phone recents;

and a frozen pineapple popsicle for dessert.

Just the facts as I remember them…

But in retrospect,

(now, a day since yesterday)

there’s no sense in them…

no cohesion…

no glue to stick together the where or the who

to the why of them.

Where was I going?

Who was waiting?

Who was beside me?

And what was the why of it?

How came the simultaneousness

of sitting on the porch

to see, exactly,

that sparrow, specifically,

that wren, particularly.

And the words of that prayer

when I prayed to that god, who,

maybe, listens…

And those god-damn scams!!!

All the pieces of the day,

like errant pellets of a blasted shot-gun-shell,

wide scattered

yet

no duck

from the flock

fell.

Where, then is the principle,

or even the principal

who cares enough to pull it all together?

Or is there one?

Oh!!!

How random is a day!

How arbitrary!

Today is the first day of Daylight-Savings-Time.

Where did that hour go?

And how did it know to go?