Sweet Unconsciousness Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Sweet Unconsciousness



Into the sweet unconsciousness
of the heavens
laying on the soil and dust
of the silent countryside
looked I
looked
at the white stars


the white stars
I always loved
I always feared
I also saw
my grave and tomb
in them.

A hummock coma
yet not coma
seizes me this night
above
the heavens
guard me.

Friday, April 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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