For years now the night has
I put up no resistance
Perhaps because I like to hide
In its darkness…..
The density of the moisture of night
Compels my eyes to shut.
I am sleeping on the stranded strand
I am almost imbecile, but instead I am asleep.
The security here is excellent.
I am dreaming that when it is time to waken up
It will still be night.
Where are you daughter of the night,
I know you will return.
I shall speak to you in the belly
Of the night.
Dreams of abandoned
Order keep me company
There I”ll talk and talk
Do not call me crazy lady
Because my steps lead me to the unknown
I unravel them
Until they lose all meaning,
Never nothing I refused.