#1033 - sleep is doing the rounds

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sleep is doing the rounds

on the second day not there

 

sleep is travelling

you can watch the night line on your screen

 

at any time there’s one third of the world this way

 

it’s like waking is the ocean

and sleep is terra firma

 

there was an earlier wave

a set

 

time takes us

we who are half here, less perhaps

 

it’s just a pinch to tell

how desperately night contains

for instance, day

the lettings and the firstnessness

 

see the stain spread

it is empire, sleep

 

day is breaking into a room

we are made of the stuff

 

in my dream hides from me

 

I could have been bobbing like a cork

I could have rode in, shoulders back

head fully foamed

 

watch out for dumpers

dunes’ worth under, rips

 

out of one’s depth

it’s always a kind of drowning we’re after

 

it’s we who are about to sleep

salute each station of the way

 

things lost in the night where we clung

are now gone

 

the work of arriving goes on