unnamed fear

between silk sheets
on a cotton sea
there is one
dark thread
that unravels:
inch by inch,
day
by
day.
Longer and longer
it grows.

i am tired
but pass the nights
Awake
in my blue bed of dreams
sure that someday soon
there will be no more shiny fibers
to support my sand palace
of slumber—
just that long coarse thread trailing
away (to who knows where)
from the place
where the dream collapsed

02.26.06