Tony Dekker
Talking In Your Sleep
I heard you talking in your sleep again last nightWayward waves from your tired mouthI heard you dreaming out loud again last nightA sparrow stealing and maneuveringOnly ever movingThrough that doorway unannouncedLike before, but with wilder dogsFumbling with long distance short wave radiosAn empty cup with a bear in towA sign of the cross, a hunter’s bowAnd I’m the sharp, feathered arrowYou pull me close, and then let goAnd all of those organs play outOne by one, ils disent, ‘bonne nuit’Slight whispers in the giant bellows sighing‘Uh-huh, I’m only a lung’Some nights are better than others thoughAnd some nights you never knowYou really got me with that one, thoughYour sleepy hinges swinging, a cat’s pawAn empty cup with a bear in towA sign of the cross, a hunter’s bowAnd I’m the sharp, feathered arrowYou pull me close, and then let go
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