there was a stormtrooper on my balcony.
can’t even remember, but definitely older than the internet. maybe.
When sleep is about to overtake me, my eyes heavy lidded, my limbs
yielding and soft, I hesitate, wondering at all that is alive that I am
about to leave.
As though I held a mirror to my face and my brother’s face, my
dreams reveal me though I am reluctant to surrender.
I have passed through dark waters. Starless nights have come upon
me in an accumulation of clouds.
I seek only that in all my dreams and the dreams of those about me I
am fitful and awake.
I seek the light that visits all but those who are overtaken, that
animates eyes, ears, mouth.
I seek the brightness of those who are awake at every hour.