I Dipped Dusk in Demerol

turned on the darkness switch         watched midnight

develop like a photo at the bottom of a Kodak tray

pleaded with shadows         bury me up

on the fractured west lip of Lady Face

Mountain before the sun smacks her east

cheek and chases blue belly lizards under

pink oleander bushes         electrifies

titanium ball bearings in my right leg

brace at dawn         breaks my body         Mom

soothes         balm baths         heat pads         cries

silent in lightness         why can’t they just fix whateverits?