Slowly Drifting, afloat. AfloatLightless, Move, Aware, etc, Love, Grasp, BecomeAt least Twelve times, glancing, glancing aroundHead moving, light beams seep inBack in the saddle, again in the saddleBack in the saddle, again sitting on the saddleYou, reconciling with me, slowly, ever so slowly. Poet’s Note:Feels like New Jersey, or maybe it’s New York. The interior is splendid. Early June last ye..