Surrounded by Richard Buckner

You just won’t lie down. Even closing your eyes, you can’t let it go, Surrounded inside. Leave it alone. You don’t get it back Undoing the scenes you can’t explain, Whatever you dream That you’ve buried away. It seems like you’re there as someone removed And left in their place with nothing to do. Bound to the switch. Railing again at the thought of the fight For well-earned dissent Undeserved at the time. As you’ve been shown, the motion has gone A shade of the night, only leading you on.