I am happy enough still
as I wake nothing taking over there
mind left to the haze veiled in that instant between sleep
and wake dreamy like a child yet fully formed
by the world life
I accept this duality I have lived here long enough
accept though not the end I accept fantasy
imagineering
idealized
and also
this table this chair this postbox this dog
this flower dying gently more beautiful each day
would that the world too not planet world but human world
know this as well
we have washed our faces clean of the sleep
living eyes half focused on eyes
not daring to see let ourselves see the luminous
sleep veiling our neighbors eyes for fear of
the reflection