i have made my bed of bricks
it leads me to concentration.
shifting position becomes an art form
a depiction of grace and gentleness
and clarity comes of it at times
late at night all is so clear
though the cold be enough
to crack my bones
the mind is sharp, alert.
no reminiscing will occur
under such conditions
thats for a more comforable environment
more suited is the direction that should be taken
the next morning when i leave
my bed of bricks.