12/18

will you teach me how to fall asleep?

every so many
nights i forget again
what sleep is
& i lay awake with
the color of the ceiling
getting harsher &
harsher above my head--
heart vanishing into
moths with no light
to fly towards--
the darkness of my room
takes on the body
of the mountains--
looming--framing
the sky--
clenched knuckles
white--
above me i 
watch you become
a hole in the ozone--
the ceiling 
a kind of wound
to let in
our ultra violet sex--
will you teach 
me how to fall
asleep again-- press
your warm thumbs 
over my eye-lids
& teach me how
deep we can
each trip behind
our own shut eyes--
what kind of darkness
is there to
stumble upon?
what kind of rocks
will tremble
in me?
i'm asking you
because i trust you--
because i know 
that sleep has escaped
from you too--
in all different
wave lengths--
left our bodies
sun burnt
in shadow-- 
love me red &
throbbing--
do you remember
who first taught
you to sleep?
i think it was
the god hypnos--
his cave guarded 
by poppies--
cancerous soldiers-- 
forgetfulness
flowing--
the river lethe--
there in his
ebony bed-- devoid of
light & sound 
there was nothing
left to do but
to discover
sleep & in doing
so claims half of
our lives--
the reflection--
oh live in these
mirrors
with me i want
to be opposite
tonight--
take my hand when
we walk into 
his grotto--
if you forget
my voice replace 
it in your memory
with the 
drip of melted
snow
from the roof--
i will remember yours
as the sound of
moth wings 
beneath my
ribs--
is your bed made
of ebony &
do you eat poppies
to fall asleep--
help me peel off
my skin--
oh i feel like a snake
& when we 
wake up there 
will be no
more ozone &
we will live
red & scratch
ourselves
open again &
again
but for now i
want to bask
in your stillness--
your imageless
soundless
form-- lurking
with me in the 
birth place
of all of our
first sleeps--
oh & thinking
of you how it
that even here
i feel the sun's
deadly
bright eyes
eviscerate me--
leave
me flowing
forgetful
over the knuckles
of the rocks--
what was your name
& is it you
who will teach me 
how to fall 
asleep?
you with your 
skeleton
overtaking
the ceiling--
the heavens were
always a type
of scar
to be had--
this time when
i lay down in 
bed i'll remember
you & me
& our lost anatomy 
in his grotto--
heavy
weary with
travel--
when you find sleep
again will
you please
come back--
bite my ear--
kiss my neck--
i would give
up
all light & sound
for the warmth
of your body--
i'll be
waiting
for you--
break through
the mirror
& spend your 
seven
years of bad 
luck in a dream
with me--
sleep tastes 
metallic--
trickle of
blood--
snow thaw

 

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