Second Sleep

Second sleep
you said, and when you said it
I thought of death
but that's not what you meant
when you said you
loved it. You meant that
second gasp of surrender before
standing up before the day.

I heard
that second kind
of sleep. A last
surrender. As if
only once we have that chance
at that sleep we will wake from.

I live as if
there are no
second sleeps in a day;
as if I were not wired
that way. Truth is
I am
very tired.