In this and my other books of poetry and art I celebrate with youthis process of life, our dreams, our fantasies, and everything wecollectively know as the world.The OperationIBut I was awakeReading the surgeon's mindHe cut through boneRemoved part of my skullExposed the brainRan a gloved finger over the slick surfaceThinking, and now we cut insideRemove this man's mindI woke to cloudy skyPerspirationRelief I still have my mindIIThe children walking to school in light rain8:51 a.m.Traffic heavy with commutersA woman with white raincoatShort skirt, black stockings, leather low heeled shoesI can feel what she feels walking by