Breathing Asleep ©
(La respiration du dormeur)
Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2004
Breathe in,
dreamer,
let rest
those eyes -
our limbs
lay still.
Let go those
fears
you dare
not scream...
the gentle touch
of soft fingers -
solar plexus,
nearly
inert,
I sense
pleasure on
your warm skin.
Let float
your heart
at a slow pace -
breathe out
your pain,
all that blackness
inside your
chest;
let fly the
key out
of its ring,
padlock's rotten(!)
....feel the
fibre,
wood of this floor;
you're motionless - world
suspended to your
heartbeats,
Andromeda shines in your sleep.
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