In a Sleepless Silent Fog

and in a sleepless silent fog memories burnt out in faded sun ossified bones shape quaker guns the past a needle of deeds undone dusk another skirmish yet unwon and fogbound in silent sleep hypnagogic gagged and bound susurrous floating low and 'round inducing visions, throaty sound form the stranger, kundalini found and silent in a foggy sleep drop the level, slip the drum slackened grip, faintly succumb a final twist with nasal hum shadows cling like spirit gum and now asleep in fog and silence quelling heart and stifled brume nestled deep in cotton's tender womb dawn burning off chimeric gloom hearts in morning burst abloom.