One lamp is lit in the rough-wood paneled
Motel room of the Bluff Recapture Lodge,
Forty watts of incandescent hot glow
In a room already filling with sun.
Good morning, glad you're here, not sure I'm here
Entirely myself. I've read dolphins swim
With half a brain asleep, half still awake.
I'm not sure which half of my brain contained
Me, haunting my thoughts, half-drowned ghost, all night.