if you could not fall asleep,
i would lay awake with you
and count the stars past the galaxy.
i would wonder with you
why flowers sing the way they do
in ocean breezes where mermaids fly,
in crass docks of bloody bronze,
boats have been sunk by the siren.
sleeplessness has called you to
its bedchambers.
i will lay awake with you
until you leave.
