I've been trying to rest neveres, leaning east one steady sway to learn
you're never safe with places
showing reasons you've been
hidden too long.
Child you must be tired,
weak with weeks of anxous worry,
alseep you've been,
withering for a stretch.
Replace thoughts you've been so well, raving,
"lights have been forming shells".
Flail, Oh I've been awake to fluttering tangents.
Whistling regret, prepare for such a wreck.
Rising what sounds are gathering too...(unsettled movements).
I've been leading noise astray