And he lay down
To sleep until clocks ran out
Of time to tick away,
And he slept through
Endless waves of storms,
Soaking his mattress but never his skin,
And he made sure to pull
On all the loose frays that
Held his sloppily stitched shut eyes
Tight and forever binding.
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 10:21 PM UTC
And he lay down
To sleep until clocks ran out
Of time to tick away,
And he slept through
Endless waves of storms,
Soaking his mattress but never his skin,
And he made sure to pull
On all the loose frays that
Held his sloppily stitched shut eyes
Tight and forever binding.
