I wish I could sleep
with my eyes closed
for I only sleep with my eyes open
I want to see the peoples — the folks who lay these traps for me
every day, every morning
I remain unvisited
at least to my own accord
but as I slide my feet down from the bed side, out of my dream
I step down into my stygian sea
and they pull me
ever under
-
we go deep
a little deeper each time
where does it lead
where does it lead this time
-
I am no new
to this avenue  
-good morning