i used to be surrounded, suffocated by faces;
and one day i woke up asleep and alone,
and i've been asleep ever since.
this slumber dredges deeper;
i dream of myself sleeping,
wake up to find i'm dreaming,
wake up to find i'm still asleep.
i travel light these days--
weary eyes impersonating grey-blue,
lips imitating half moon,
oxygen echoing in and out of lungs.
sun barely set i clamber to mattress,
blanket to chin,
so that i might soon fall asleep
and dream about awakening one day.
