My head in my hands
As I rock me to sleep
My eyelids grow heavy
’til soon I’m in deep
My legs run away
As my nose goes to play
And then at the end
Who’s to say what remains
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
My head in my hands
As I rock me to sleep
My eyelids grow heavy
’til soon I’m in deep
My legs run away
As my nose goes to play
And then at the end
Who’s to say what remains