The Complete Cinnamon Bay Sonnets
by Andrew Kaufman

2.  

Under starlight the lost are no less lost--
the ones half sane, frozen and starved in silence
so long they can't be found by the police
who kidnapped them, their arctic shacks lost in blizzards 

of vanished papers. Or the one they dragged
from the barn past midnight who was found
punching a dead horse. And those lost
closer to home, haunting high school reunions 

to convince classmates they have changed
after twenty years. Even in starlight—
the one banging on cell bars in code 

remains lost, dreaming a rumor will start,
whispered, from one cell to the next—
I am here— and writing. Please listen.