Sleep, shelter me.
Shuffle
me back into the deck
where I belong –
Sing no shout
your favorite song
until I fall
into your empty arms.
Let me be what
dust has to be, settling
over everything,
& I promise to dream
of new houses & old
loves no longer. I swear
sweet sleep,
I will summon no one
if you make me
again mine.
– Kevin Young, from his new book, Dear Darkness
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