Hanging out with the gargoyles at 3 a.m.,
the demon dogs, the dragon cats,
astride the roof of my brain.
Girls, girls, keep watch for me,
scare the bad buys off, don’t wake me up
with lists of all my ineptnesses.
In the morning, when you sleep,
I promise I’ll attack myself.
I always do. Meanwhile, do the job
I made you for, dreamcatchers,
stone oracles, armed guards at the door.
marniere 