If sleep were to come here

I would turn my back

As the sun of tomorrow

Lies on it’s side and closes it’s eyes

To light shadow faces

Tracing sunken trunks and moss covered fissures

In this forest of the night.

Where the depths of the canopy drown decades of decayed wood

And we walk in the darkness, towards the light.

This forest of the night we must pass through

This surround of light

Drenched in darkness.

Sleep green in the forest

We’ll wake with the same sun

And take leave this evening

Wherever we’ve dreamed