Nocturnal

[a sleep poem]

Sink.

To sink

down

into gravity

eyes/brows

arms

palms

knees

ankles

the waist

the spine

with all its weight

all its burdens

all its importance

sinking;

yet the mind

to keep extending

to areas unknown

breaking the silence

the lullabies of gravity

the barriers of hypnosis

stretching the line between

what’s conscious

and what’s not.

January – February 2019,

Athens, Greece

& Dundee – Tayport, Scotland.