Often when driving I daydream . .

Frightening please don’t nod

It was my vessel braking

Often wondering how it knows such commands

Awake I am so dull smiling politely

Asleep poetry parts my legs

Ocean alphabet multitudes

Fish arranging bodies

Ancient codes reef marina mouths

The heavy pillars of salt

Pinning my words unexplored

Dictating the unpremeditated verse

Deliberately with high consciousness

Where practice is mechanical

Instinctively dotting felt tip pens necessary