2014 I regret having slept through
college philosophy lectures on
Rousseau and Locke.
Because there's you
reading a science fiction novel
against a barricade when it's calm.
You speak the language of
snipers and bombs
which I cannot understand
or learn from books.
We have tea for breakfast
you don't talk about the blood.
But at 4 a.m. Ms. Revolution sleeps
and you are still awake.
(Posted to Kerry's challenge over at the Imaginary Garden)