asleep
in a room
without a ceiling
a waterfall of
light
pours down from
the moon
cascades coldly
across my feet
asleep
in a room
without windows
stars peer in
where glass might
have been
silver light
caresses my eyes
asleep
in a room
without walls
fireflies wander
in erratically
silent, lambent
drawing in the
humid night
and settle on my
open palms
asleep
in a room
without a floor
night creatures
ascend
invade my bed
crickets and worms
tap on my forehead
asleep
in room
without you
and all that was
before
is no more
