Oh, yeah, I want to do this one.
"Escape by Wild Air."
I am awakened several times each night by the same silence.
I turn on the lights, too late to see shadows fragment.
I escape the dank convoluted bed,
my mouth struggles against the spider webs being built.
My eyes move against the dark into the bathroom
studying walls.
I tried to wash my hands only to find
your name written on the water.
When I wake up, I am in an unlit closet climbing long shelves,
gas is snickering under the door.
My hand is stuck at the bottom of a box reaching
for the last dream.