Thursday, September 29, 2005
Restless Leg Syndrome
There really is such a thing.
I have it, and tonight
I can’t sleep because
my legs are all astir.
Running things through my mind—
a phone call I will make tomorrow.
What I’m turning down
is an easy answer
to hated questions:
What do you do?
What will you do when you graduate?
Then why’d you go to law school?
My legs run in search
of makeshift solutions.
