Tuesday, January 27, 2026

In the Third Sleep

Conor Mc Donnell

(after Kay Sage)


 

I see your first sleep has no shadow:

Tiny-house horizon-bent, isolant from runway-vein

 

 

                                                  Your second sleep sits silent. Origami-

   beasts merge-emerge on aircraft-carrier deck

 

 

                                      In the third sleep, vanished leviathan.

                        Bindings slipped and cast away for swan-dive 

into desert. Come Sunrise, sea-monster swims to next horizon

in the third sleep