Casting off the trap of sleep
Waking into waves and frames
Pulling off the night, slow, like tape
Unmaking the bed, the waves, the wake
Rising and Falling, rising and falling
Rising and falling, unmaking the bed
Who will wake up clean, leaning in
Who will feel the night, and know it
Channeling the light, waking, glowing
Unmaking the bed, the waves, the wake
A levitating chest, the lapsed hours
And a rolling wheeze, a sweet sigh
As it tumbles in, the mind floats
Unmaking the bed, the waves, the wake
