The Sleepwalker
after artist Lilli Carre
She always moved while sleeping:
along sidewalks, through the woods.
Leapt from rock to rock
bruised and cut up.
She always
ended up in the water.
It was the seaweed hanging from
her chin that woke her.
Herbal tea
daytime exercise
Russian novels at bedtime:
it was all an attempt to get a
good night’s sleep.
What are you looking for? People would ask her
during the day
Where do you go?
In search of something to hold me down
