I made me down a winter’s pallet
Soft and low, of eiderdown and straw
To set my head, twenty miles from home
To set my head, my burden faint yet full
The poison dart was fast and certain
Straight to my heart, I gave myself over to
The sour course of tainted blood must flow
Up to the brain my head contains
I find the weight of silence safe and warm
The water drowns my mouth
The eiderdown my body presses to
Accepts the touch unbowed
Far from the eyes that looked me straight down
Disarmed my will, and burned a hole clear through
The other soul who stands behind me
Moves when I move, and breathes my air
Before the wave oblivion requires
I wash my hands and face
To render clean a vision and a hold
Swept out under a dream
I moved a long way
Apart from everything I love
And everyone gone
Without a word from me
Atop the eiderdown covering the straw
I tuck myself in
Fist over my maw
And if my crooked smile
Opened for to speak
I’d tell a winding tale
Sideways through my sleep
Give me one night, to lose myself again
I’ll find my voice, and tell you where I’ve been
When I arise, twenty miles from home
When I arise, you’ll hear me where I stand
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