Dreamwriting

Dreamwriting

6 am Winter's morning

Twighlighting

Looking down on the street from the fifth floor

In this lonely hour

Where the lights are dim

And the babies are sleeping

And so are you

And I would too

But I'm wake and I'm dreaming

Catch the hour before the sun

When I am modular

Catch the hour before it's gone

I am so modular

Catch me now before it's gone

Sleepwriting

Eyes closed my mind goes wandering

Je nightly

Kicking sheets from my fevered body

In this witching hour

Where the curtains kiss

And the babies are sleeping

And so can you

In a deep cocoon

And you'll wake when you're ready