Home

I
Home

II
Gone home
To sleep

III
Gone home to
Sleep away the
Dread of day

IV
Gone home to sleep
Away the dread of
Day that hangs so
Very heavy like cloth

V
Gone home to sleep away
The dread of day that
Hangs so very heavy like
Cloth of a curtain in
An ink-darkened chamber where
No light enters, like sleep

VI
Like sleep a smothering dooming blackness
And always the death night strangle
But some respite still some respite
Sweet lifting from sharp day’s struggle
Day of dread sleep away the
Home to gone gone home

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