Rest

*The Hide* Piccadilly, London

Time
Flattens
Into
A
Circle
Of
Sleep
And
Dreams
Dive
Deep,
Memory
A
Disc
Of
Visions
Without
Risk,
Of
Imprecision's
And
Shifting
Borders,
Combinations
And
Drifting
Inclinations
Toward
Blurred
Faces
As
Distant
Places
Loom
Into
Our
Silent
Slumber
In
Darkened
Hours
Without
Number.