all those lost sunrises

               
all those lost sunrises
and dusks that will never know two eyes
& where does a young man dream
while gravely sleeping
in worlds too deep for words?

hushed, all lost sonorities
in every poem unwritten
lines of life unwrinkled
from smooth & smothered sleeping
& the wind whistles unknown vocables

wakening, has anyone ever remembered?
each baby gasps forgetting
greeting life with a grave-eyed yowl
& the universe breathes again, awhile,
rediscovering the sun