contemporary poetry

in and of itself
a bird sang
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
i had a dream and i awoke with it
let us pity those who are better off than we are
in halls of sleep you wandered by
did you ever see an alligator
gone are the three, those sisters rare
the earth keeps some vibration going
there is no escape by the river
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
he'd even have his joke