Sleeping

is better than waking.

This needs no proof
in these parts. When I sleep
the sink doesn’t leak and
the cat is no longer
destructive.

The mice
move to Florida and 
the dim universe of the news
is silent.  My wallet

holds everything I need
when I sleep — I’m most wealthy
when I’m unconscious.

If I dream at all
it will be only rarely, 
only fleetingly, and
it will be in the language
native to those who shrug off
the unreality
one must plow through
when awake. In dreams I become
fluent in that tongue and
it’s easy to live
when that happens

but it happens rarely.
When sleeping I mostly
am nothing at all,

and that is best.

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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