Lou J. Klaiber

LATE AT NIGHT…

… I put my trembling fingers
upon the pages
… of time
and death
and war.

I cannot sleep
anymore.

I stare out upon an incredible
darkness

… all across the world.

The suits!
The ties!
… all
Coyote lies!

I chamber one round!
… one heart
… one man!

I remain poised and certain
upon the very tree
of liberty!

brother to the bird………
the branch………
alone….
Free!