Beneath you I died
Although I am persistent and an insomniac at heart,
Sleep felt easier and breathing seemed hard
I entered a sanctuary of roses and peaches between withered breaths
I hadn’t noticed that the leaves smelt of death
More so, that my life had been torn apart by claws and teeth
I had mistaken it for a cat chasing a mouse with a heave
Around its tail was a ring, a wild berry in a diamond’s position
I tasted it between dreams, faint in the arms of poison
Like a baby I slept as it cradled me into the night
To never wake again, though we conversed with our minds