[milky moon]

feel the mattress tense beneath me
like the muscle of non-sleepy
feathers flexing will defeat me
and it vexes me complet-e-ly

as hexes heat covertly
like a slow low-flying turkey
like a Texan drying jerky
but his meaty mitts can't hurt me

with my steely will compounded
in a mighty mound that's hounded
by the snap your steel string sounded
just before your snores unwound it

and in store are dreams so daring
that the night can't stop from sta-a-ring
and I'll swim sweetly as a herring
through the ether not despairing

go to sleep you stunning sky
gently creep cunning by
quiet hum is amplified
by your thumb that you suck dry

hundred raging waters snare the lonely sigh
hold your breath and clasp at Cassiopeia

hundred raging waters snare the lonely sigh
hold your breath and clasp at Cassiopeia

Cassiopeia
Cassiopeia
oh
Cassiopeia
Cassiopeia
Cassiopeia
Cassiopeia