Another house tumbles to dust
you tell me and I can no longer bear to see
dust to dust, remains or rust
let us sleep it is better for us
the insides of a building turned outside
guts spilled, children in rags I can no longer
bear witness to this whiteness
let us sleep it is better for us
the tree you used to pass every day
has burned to the ground, to disrupt
the smoke from all the machines; those that eat the living
let us sleep it is better for us
how many times have you wished for sleep
when you couldn't maintain
a human as a thought
let us sleep it is better for us
this is how you stitch a wound back together
with minimal scars, pull skin over skin
keep careful watch of your thread before they are cut
blood on blood, water bears witness to what we could not
find the nearest exit to the light but for the time being
relax, leave the images and the imagery
let us sleep it is better for us
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