Falling Asleep - by Alice Pero





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Published on Jun 26, 2008


Funny the expression: "fall asleep"
I think one "rises asleep,"
flying up into some cloud of a thought
one composes miles above the sleeping head
In sleep I pick apart pictures in my mind,
review a meeting with an old friend,
dissect a childhood memory or
try to finish a race I got stuck in the middle of
on Tuesday

If I have fallen, I do not know,
but falling would mean I had weight,
even more than that of a bed
Beds are nice solid things to rise out of
And if one likes the softness of sheets,
one can carry that feeling into the air,
float adrift in the comfort of organic cotton,
taking it further into an universe of fluff
where flying is natural

But then there is falling asleep
and that is the game one learns to play
as one digs the furrows of a lifetime,
the heavy clods one carries, the clumps
of unresolved hurts
Still I prefer to drop these pieces
and rise up
into the whimsical counterfeit of dream

© 2008 Alice Pero All Rights Reserved.

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