FIRST WORLD SLEEP

c 2010 Tristan Winter

This

Silence my skin

Disuetude

my applause

No sound just the colors changing

Don’t say that blue to green

To

quartz In

the heat of the thousands of years ago

             I

might have known and lived

a friend

             My

touch forgotten

             They

dig me up grinning

with desolate

pleasure

A curse on all the fright around me a fright

I cursed as nonexistant

A fright I fought like poltergeists

Slashing saving

all the world

against what does not exist

Friend you are alone when sleeping

My one love you

raise your head once

The persecutors, bombers, streetcorner thugs the

cops

the mothersfathersunclesaunts

the teachersbossesdriversmadmen

priestsclerksnextdoorgirlghoulsmayorphotoshopcreditorlandlord

boyinamagazinerapperinsharkskinliarsandloudyou

knowthemfrommediayourhomeyoursteps

Fear

the ringing cracks through their minds their

look of monkeyandmonster

to any other animal here

There is no such thing

There is no

Alone you sleep love in the highest

palace close

your eyes inlaid with teak and murals

of the worlds greatest deeds and lusts

warm not cold and

vibrating with the universe

That smile breezes across your face

because you now

know you are alone

Those fears were never here you are safe

             O until war was declared to your surprise