The morning was bright sunned
All that my sick body & bed want.
Now, it is murky & cloudy
Evening is not so far as rain seems.
I need a sleep I know very well
But, how can I…am scare…
Scare of dreaming her again
Head in her lap & she comb my hair.
Though it helps me to sleep,
But, sometimes I want to sleep…
Just sleep not dreaming
Either her or a random dawn–
Walking down the beach–
With my pet, dead long ago,–
In the tow…I just want to be asleep…