Lay Down

It is so cold here, and we are so needy
Who will turn down slim sheets
All there is to cover us against the rain
Dropping out of dimming skies upon us
While we whisper
No matter what position we take
No matter how hard we listen
The great fear any response will be
Too soft for us to hear
But we still will
No better alternative than this quiet
Echoes that do not echo
Silence before sleep, that is all, and so
Close our eyes waiting, wondering against darkness coming