Before I lay me down to sleep...
tonight, I will shower,
brush my teeth
and say my prayers...
but one day
someone will do
these things for me
once, and no more.
Somnambulism will come to me,
my estranged Sacagawea
******** and blind,
riding a pale nightmare,
her hair a wheat field of ******
together we shall adventure
the ruins of mist and shadow.
Tomorrow morning,
I will wash the night from my flesh;
remove the rust from my eyes,
brush away her kiss from my mouth
and but for a moment remember
the feel of earthworms in my skull.
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 4:21 PM UTC
Before I lay me down to sleep...
tonight, I will shower,
brush my teeth
and say my prayers...
but one day
someone will do
these things for me
once, and no more.
Somnambulism will come to me,
my estranged Sacagawea
******** and blind,
riding a pale nightmare,
her hair a wheat field of ******
together we shall adventure
the ruins of mist and shadow.
Tomorrow morning,
I will wash the night from my flesh;
remove the rust from my eyes,
brush away her kiss from my mouth
and but for a moment remember
the feel of earthworms in my skull.
