While We Were Sleeping 

A nap is just a mini-death.

I welcome it.

I lie down willingly 

And give my life away.

And if my dreams are filled with desert sunrises

And rattlesnakes,

I’ll hold onto your hand as if 

I’m not the only person there,

That lives in that strange world.

And if I wake

And see the world has gone to hell

While I have slept,

I’ll hold your hand

And look around and wonder 

In awe of the things

That people make out of life,

When everything else was a possibility, too.

-jenn