To sleep perchance to
Sit in a dark room
Ventilation buzzing
A slow wave behind

Double doors trap the
Night walking wake
Subject to deep

Five candles stage
One’s existence up
Late without flux

Blind little boxes
React timelessly
In anticipation

Eyeful corner
Monitored awake
Somnolent book

Oh, lab of my dreams
Collect all my sleep
Scatter my wake