S is for Sleep

S is for silence

S is for sleep

Fears soaked in secrets

Dreams that we keep

Lost between "were" and "shall be"

Here are we both, cruel and in ruins

Walking into the centre of a circle of animals

Exhaustion is the signal

To start the slide of secrets

Dead letters fall from our shedding skins

Planting history in expanses of mud

Here is completion

Here is compulsion

Here is another rosebud

To darken the blood