SLEEP

when doing the

night struggle with the short death

staring at fuzzy night nothing

breathing like a Buddhist breathing

i

been told

by

friends on the floor in ratty sleeping bags

and

exhausted sisters on the top bunk

and

girls indignant or concerned

and

sofa slumber strangers

that

i

snore like a passed out drunk/like four tractors/like someone who’s about to choke

but

i’m

awake i think

AWAKE

i sleep THAT lightly now