Pale Tangerine Glimmer

A pale tangerine glimmer

of the night-bound bedside lamp

throws the musky June room

away from the rising damp.

In the glimmer, in the bed,

a twenty-something dreamer lays,

a torso and his brain out

to dream of better days.

The night is otherwise blank

where most of dreaming is done

and his hopes in tangerine glimmer

are days that will never come.