Shallow

You, with the moon, in the mirror
Stiff at the sharpening stone
Keeping the deepening dreamer
Asleep in the shallow

Her, with the war, in the corner
Ripping the pillows up slow
Sending the feathers away
With the whispering snow

And I, in the wake of an angelfish
Float on my own
I, in the shape of an avalanche
Quake in the cold
I, in the shadow of everyone
Carry on slow
I, at the end of a line
Tow it alone

He, with the hands of an answer
Stands at the edge of awake