I tried to
sleep upon my back so I could hold her all night long as in my
Arms she slept, alas, but no I couldn’t
And when
daybreak came and found her at the far side of the bed I tried to
Wake her, tried to stir her, but she wouldn’t
In her
fug she lay like someone dead
And even when I’d tug her head and
press and nip and agitate and
shake her
Or
call her name or whisper it against her ear,
My breath warm, there were
no words in this universe would
wake her
The girl who slept for
Scotland
The girl who slept for
Scotland
The girl who slept for
Scotland
It
took me time to comprehend this state of play extended unto
All her working, waking, shaking hours
For
when she finally woke, deep in the day still she did sleepwalk
Like a
hollow ghost a-float in haunted towers
And though she
heard she didn’t see and though she saw she didn’t hear,
Attending
only to what seemed precise
and kind
For she was
settled in her dream, a shopping list of small illusions,
Pretty
stories that she told her drowsy
mind
The girl who slept for
Scotland
The girl who slept for
Scotland
The girl who slept for
Scotland
Yet I re
member a day by a river wild
When she
clung to me hard like a darling child
And a
night in the sheets of a Dublin bed
When she
moaned like a woman and gave sweet head
When we
sang in tongues together and our
synchronised guitars
Played
music to the rafters made
love among the stars
And our
bodies beat like light in love’s
beautiful embrace
As her
tiny kisses burst like
popping suns a
round my
face
But then
drift, recline, collapse, the lights went out, she fell asleep again
Be
fore my kiss-wet face was even dry
I
need another haircut she’d say, talking in her sleep, the sleep-motes
Gathered in the dust-bowls of her eye
She tee
tered down the road apiece, she and her man, from dozy bedsit land
To
junkshop, with her sleeping clothes
in sacks
And when I’d
gone she teetered down the road again, yawning as she went,
And
went and brought the bloody damn things
back
The girl who slept for
Scotland
The girl who slept for
Scotland
The girl who slept for
Scotland