—Twin Peaks, S1:E4
There’s real truth to that, Agent Cooper,
and to the ice cold of a dead
woman’s hand. But what fires
could dream-truth light? What pretty
song would you remember upon waking,
and could the steps of that dance
still lead your way? Enjoy your coffee
while it’s hot. Take two sips
if you can. And quick bites
of your pie before the testimony rolls in.
Just keep stacking plates and empty
drinks as you go. Your dream soul
will stay on the case. Let him follow
those tracks left on the road.
For sure, you two will meet up soon.
Jack B. Bedell is Professor of English and Coordinator of Creative Writing at Southeastern Louisiana University where he also edits Louisiana Literature and directs the Louisiana Literature Press. His latest collection is No Brother, This Storm (Mercer University Press, fall 2018). He served as Louisiana Poet Laureate 2017-2019.