He Looked Around
He looked around
as if in a dream
knowing insignificance
and feeling it.
The water still runs
and the sky is still blue but
all of the people in all of the cars in all of the cities
are in his dream,
driving,
waiting in line,
dreaming, looking out, walking, running, being.
He throws these words on this page.
These words are dreaming words
on a dreaming page.
On the street in the rain.
The water falls and rushes noisily.
The poet floats like a forgotten leaf
toward the drain.
