I usually write
-or dream or fear-
Of silence or the cold
But outside
A storm is ragin.
Can I sleep in spite of thunder?
Lightening strikes!
-though all is dark-
Sheer illumination.
And all is clear
In mine eyes.
Can I sleep in spite of thunder?
Atop my house
-I am the metal rod-
Attracting death.
I don't want to die;
I sometimes wish I'd
Never been born at all.
Can I sleep in spite of thunder?
Hold me close
-wish to or not-
I shiver from the rain.
I know that you
Are afraid, too.
Can we sleep in spite of thunder?
Little child
-aged without time-
Lay your head upon me
Do not fear
It doesn't rain in dreams.
Sleep in spite of thunder.
