in the arms of morpheus

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I liked the last two lines, the others are not bad. Failure to connect, maybe on my part.

Cool

Reincarnation poem. I like. It seems familiar. Are you referencing perhaps?

At first

I didn't get it. Now I do *rose*.

THE ETERNAL SLEEP

and we all return to whence we came instead of dirt mud will suffice, TK U MLJ LV NV

The first two lines: "from sleep to sleep i passed / no breath between dreamings" result in two reads from me. First, going through the days without even time to breath (running through days, such that they disappear; apathy), and second, going through the days in a painful, breathless manner (they stretch, there is no time for relief; inverse of apathy).

The next three lines: "that pressed a memory / softer than wings / into uterus" read to me like a return to something better (soft memory / pressed into uterus). The final line throws me off, "into mud" — breathlessness wins.