These activities can be as benign as sitting up in bed, walking to the bathroom, and cleaning, or as hazardous as cooking, driving, violent gestures, grabbing at hallucinated objects, or even homicide
flying back to the glove of our chests
That's why I want to say something astonishing
like: Our hearts are leaving our bodies
to step out of their bodies into the night,
Tonight I want to say something wonderful
arrow carved into the carpet, the worn path
We have to drink the stupefying cup of darkness
Our hearts are thirsty black handkerchiefs
in their legs, so much faith in the invisible
We have to learn the desperate faith of sleep-
Always they return home safely, like blind men
and walk through the skin of another life
and wake up to ourselves, nourished and surprised
And always they wake up as themselves again
Although generally sleepwalking cases consist of simple, repeated behaviours, there are occasionally reports of people performing complex behaviours while asleep, although their legitimacy is often disputed
Sleepwalkers often have little or no memory of the incident, as their consciousness has altered into a state in which it is harder to recall memories
that leads to the stairs instead of the window,
And now our hearts are thick black fists
Sleepwalking, also known as somnambulism or noctambulism, is a sleep disorder belonging to the parasomnia family
flying through the trees at night, soaking up
Sleepwalkers arise from the slow wave sleep stage in a state of low consciousness and perform activities that are usually performed during a state of full consciousness
palming the blank spaces, touching everything
I love the way that sleepwalkers are willing
of owls, the motion of wind-torn branches
We have to learn to trust our hearts like that
to raise their arms and welcome the darkness,
for the sleepwalkers who have so much faith
who know it is morning by feeling shadows
Although their eyes are open, their expression is dim and glazed over
Sleepwalking may last as little as 30 seconds or as long as 30 minutes
the gaping doorway instead of the seamless mirror
walkers who rise out of their calm beds
the darkest beams of moonlight, the music
INPUTS:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleepwalking
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http://www.edwardhirsch.com/poetry/for-the-sleepwalkers//124/