Lullaby

Crawl and I sleep
I can stand, I am tall
No surprise in my thought
I am poised, I am strong
There's no movement at all
In my loins, in my calves

I am lost
I am flawed, I am scarred
I'm a flake, I'm a fraud
But my self hate is bland
There's no progress in that
Leave that book on its shelf

When I lay down to sleep
Things that bother me keep
Showing up in my dreams