Hypersleep
Long drawn quilted primrose,
cocooned
and draped,
sapling serving
tastes the nerve and purring
rolling an almond boat
at my side
curving
sleepy times,
poppy chimes,
and once or twice,
like fur unfurling,
moth coded signals
linger on the moon
and arms yawning lazily,
cruise.
Blended barnacle;
Odyssey burning
till the eyes are steeped
in mighty
tides.
and breath on breath
secures
all flesh for muse.