Sonnet #118

Sleep, if you can, sleep more, if you can

Sleep as if no one is watching over you

Waiting for you to finish all you need to do

Waiting, tapping feet, watching clockhands

Sleep, if you can, when no one is looking

Hiding in dark closets, bathroom stalls

Try not to snore, it will give you away

And draw unwanted attention to the resting

While you are trying to sneak the siren's call

Sleep when someone else is driving the car

Sleep on buses, sleep on benches, wherever fall

is wherever found a little rest. The devils come and mar

the rest with all the thousand little cuts of fearful

half-memories, tiny pinching fingers, whisper howls