Dreamlessly 

immersed 
in the twilight 
he leans 
against a lamppost 
and lights a cigarette 
wanting a moment 
of peace 
to think a little 
but his thoughts 
fail to form 
prematurely dissolving 
like ice crystals 
in water 
and his mental images 
blend 
into the toe of his shoe 
the most significant 
object 
in the world 
and he has no idea 
what he's going to do next 
and little strength 
with which to do it 
but he doesn't care 
as smoking 
he closes his eyes 
and begins to fall 
asleep 
standing up
his head 
more or less 
above his feet. 

								Giovanni Malito