You called my name,
Just as torpor hissed in my ear,
As it draped kisses over my eyelids,
Wrapping its tentacles around my brain,
and fed me sweet syrup of slumber.
I plummet at once,
Through a black well,
But the fringe of your breath
Tickled my lashes
And I came tumbling out again.
The well growled and spat me out
As if it had not swallowed a drop of rain,
but the bloody head
of a snake.
The shape of your voice—
drowning
underneath the rocky cocktail
that sleep has made me inhale.
Your words evaporate
at the edge of my consciousness;
Your nails dig
into my restless skin—
Peeling open
Half
Of one of my eyelids.
Make me suffer one quick blow,
Make
my body alien.
The last flickering light zaps out––
Let darkness swallow me whole.
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