seduces the mind, soothes waking pain
takes your hand, speaks consoling lies
so you forget 'the land of behind-the-lids-of-your-eyes'
but the second they close she'll show you the deep,
the valleys of shadow that comprise human sleep
and she won't let you wake without her claws in your side,
without bruises and scars from your nocturnal ride,
for she wants you to acknowledge what we're all scared to confide,
that the cosmos is vast but the mind's just as wide
insignificance is something we cannot evade
no matter how we may fight, rage, whimper and pray
because just as we're small beneath starry skies
so are we too behind the lids of our eyes
and she won't let you wake without her claws in your side,
without bruises and scars from your nocturnal ride,
for she wants you to acknowledge what we're all scared to confide,
that the cosmos is vast but the mind's just as wide
insignificance is something we cannot evade
no matter how we may fight, rage, whimper and pray
because just as we're small beneath starry skies
so are we too behind the lids of our eyes
© 2012 Carolynn Staib, All Rights Reserved
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