N a p a l m H e a l t h S p a : R e p o r t 2 0 1 0

 

 

DAVID COPE

 

 

Dark Evening

 

neighbors silhouettes

sit on their porch watching

 

taillights disappear

into the night, the stars

 

winking above, the long work

done. what songs must they

 

be singing around campfires

& hearths, over stoves

 

as friends come to sit,

on the other side of the world?