The Night-Time House

In that moment of swimming upwards from a dream,
realising that you must have been asleep after all,
you hear a strange hush in the darkened room,
and from the grass below.
The night-time house is breathing quietly,
free from the daily scrutiny,
while all around,
the garden in dark grey tones,
waiting to see what will happen next.
 
Waiting to see what will happen next,
the garden in dark grey tones.
While all around,
free from the daily scrutiny,
the night-time house is breathing quietly.
And from the grass below,
you hear a strange hush in the darkened room.
Realising that you must have been asleep after all,
in that moment of swimming upwards from a dream.