halcyon hallucination, the rocking
of the bed walls
cradle spin dizzy spell
churn, swallow, try not
to glurge because I
HATE IT, and a sharp
sharp in my wrist
sharp out-of-place
ache hurt, my chest
will soon detonate all
over the room, cover
the sheep sleeping sweetly
on shiny sheets, oh
my sweet lord it
burns us, oh my
head swimming eyes spinning
help me still, help
it stop, make me
reset myself, reorient child
and maybe rest, maybe.