Lullaby
Written by Anton O Masia // October 31, 2007 // Book Reviews, Donnybrook Fiction, The Library // 3 Comments
I fell asleep with my ears ringing
Mouth so dry, parched, my throat
Thinking about what he was singing
Oh, shivering. This nauseous feeling
Recalls the first time on a boat
I fell asleep with my ears ringing
Already dreading what tomorrow is bringing
Please, leave me alone, dig me a moat
I’ll be thinking about what he was singing
I stay still, but the room keeps swinging
So tired, I’ll just stay in my coat
And fall asleep with my ears ringing
Perfection is sleep. I adore dreaming
Reconciles two worlds, so remote
And think about what he was singing
Slowing down, the moments barely linking
Dearly hold on to that very last note
I fall asleep with my ears ringing
Thinking about what he was singing
3 Comments on "Lullaby"
Oh man, I totally always thought Anton O’Masia was a girl!
Goes to show I haven’t been spending enough time hanging around drinking martinis at the Donnybrook Country Club. I don’t even know all the folks living in this wacky, tiny town!
Anton is incognito. Veils of aloofity! YOU’LL NEVER KNOW. Actually, Anton would probably tell you who Anton is. Maybe.