Only sleep, only sleep
Can strike-through the
Bulletproof dreams that
I’m planning.
Sleep, it’s you in
Applause on the podium
Fingers-crossed for a
Hero’s fall.
When all seems right
And the path is lighted
You unleash the dark,
That which I have always feared.
See the notes by my lamp
Only legible to me
I etched in the hope
Of an endless night
Oh, sleep.
Ryan Willis