Sleep

Shortness of breath
Acute pain
Shoulder
Arm
Blue sky not quite right

Standing in Port
Struggling to comprehend
Bands of marauders
Night time, fires

Blood reaches to places long lost forgotten
Shifting to emergency mode
Reaching depths of compassion long lost
Just as I loose consciousness to the pain

Above me brilliant distant universe
I grasp a handful of the earth shattered but constant
Cries all around me
Settling into such peaceful sleep