Let Me Sleep
I can't film the lights
The raindrops, the lens flare, the contrast ain't right
I can't capture the birds
The wind, the clatter and the ambient noise
I can't grasp the reasons
I can't gain a purchase or grip
I can't fed the pin prick
or the wetness of your lips
My heart cannot tell all the good words from the bad
Let me sleep
My eyes cannot see what lies in front of me
Let me sleep
Rain like arrows and spears
No presence of mind to pull you near
Shelter you under my duffel coat
Hook your head under my chin
The foxes that screech, serenade me
Let me sleep
My eyelids must give in to the sweet gravity
Let me sleep