they're all pairing off;

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.