stand at a gate

walk through a river

lay one stone of sand upon another

do not go down

cry a day into night

you are not touched

your colour is fading

say with your hands

in somebody else’s sleep

there are ways to wake up

and ways to keep dreaming

I didn’t know I’d forfeit

all of my directions


I have been sleeping

I laid all I possess around me

and I fell inside

I took you

and we stayed in the field that never grew up


it was ours

I turned over

I was tied to a sign

and I tried to buy money

but my hands had worn away


with all these intentions

no one speaks

no one even speaks of thinking

this is how

this is