great lake swimmers
casting off the trap of sleep
waking into waves and frames
pulling off the night
slow
like tape
unmaking the bed
the waves
the wake
rising and falling
unmaking my bed
who will wake up clean
leaning in
who will feel the night
and know it
channeling the light
waking
glowing
a levitating chest
the lapsed hours
and a rolling wheeze
a sweet sigh
as it tumbles in
the mind floats