I just wanna turn off my brain. Not completely, just enough to gather my breath and lay it at the head of the bed. A temporary moment to which renewal finds itself, Back to my pillow to which I may die, And in the same second be reborn. I want my eyes to bow in submission to my bones, And my soul to fall slowly to the contours of this mattress. And for a second pretend that the world has dissolved around me. For a second, for just a moment, let me lay my body at the foot of sleep’s doorstep, Pretend to swim with the clouds, And at the same moment,
taste of rejuvenation’s delicacies.
